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President Trump welcomed Vladimir Putin to Alaska on Friday with fighter jets and a B-2 bomber. The left is whining that he “rolled out the red carpet” for a dictator. Dana explains how this is strategic psychological warfare. European leaders arrive at The White House ahead of Zelenskyy's arrival. An illegal immigrant from India who made an illegal U-Turn with a truck that killed a family of three. H1D Kamala drunkenly rambles at the Teamsters urging people to take it to the streets and fight because they can't win at the ballot box. Does it bother you that Zelenskyy doesn't always wear a suit to The White House? Dana shares her thoughts on Trump and Putin's body language and pageantry during their meeting in Alaska. Former State Department Senior Advisor Christian Whiton to break down Trump's meetings with Putin & Zelenskyy, respectively. Will the US offer Ukraine any NATO protections? James Comey releases a 5-minute video talking about how Taylor Swift “inspires him” and how she helps him deal with Trump.Thank you for supporting our sponsors that make The Dana Show possible…Boll & Branchhttps://bollandbranch.com/DANASHOWExperience your best sleep ever—get 15% off plus free shipping on your first set!Webroothttps://webroot.com/Dana Protect your digital life and get 50% off Webroot Total Protection or Essentials, exclusively with my URL!Relief Factorhttps://relieffactor.com OR CALL 1-800-4-RELIEFTurn the clock back on pain with Relief Factor. Get their 3-week Relief Factor Quick Start for only $19.95 today! Byrnahttps://byrna.com/danaGet your hands on the new compact Byrna CL. Visit Byrna.com/Dana receive 10% off Patriot Mobilehttps://patriotmobile.com/DanaDana's personal cell phone provider is Patriot Mobile. Get a FREE MONTH of service code DANAHumanNhttps://humann.comSupport your cholesterol health with SuperBerine and the #1 bestselling SuperBeets Heart Chews—both on sale at Sam's Club. Boost your metabolic health and save!Keltechttps://KelTecWeapons.comSee the third generation of the iconic SUB2000 and the NEW PS57 - Keltec Innovation & Performance at its bestAngel Studioshttps://Angel.com/danaDecide what gets made — join the Angel Studios Member's Guild today. Sign up and start making a difference.All Family Pharmacyhttps://allfamilypharmacy.com/Dana Start today and take your health back with All Family Pharmacy. Use code DANA10 for savings and enjoy your health, your choice, no more waiting, no more “no's.”
A judge makes a huge mistake, Zelensky is back at that White House, a semi truck crash leads to an arrest, Amy Kaufeldt joins the show, a cop grabs a boob, a fake Justin Beiber, the Putin poop suitcase, a politician goes nuclear on camera, 8 raccoons take over a house and so much more!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
A judge makes a huge mistake, Zelensky is back at that White House, a semi truck crash leads to an arrest, Amy Kaufeldt joins the show, a cop grabs a boob, a fake Justin Beiber, the Putin poop suitcase, a politician goes nuclear on camera, 8 raccoons take over a house and so much more!
On Food Talk with Dani Nierenberg, Dani speaks with Zitouni Ould-Dada, a Senior Advisor with the FAIRR Initiative, an investor network representing US$80 trillion dollars in assets under management. They discuss the clarity investors need from governments, the urgency of replacing words with actions if we are going to keep pace with today's crises, and the powerful lessons the energy sector can offer food and agriculture systems to speed up their transformation. Plus, hear about the new steps Mexico is taking to address the invasion of a harmful seaweed, indications that the MAHA Commission is walking back its criticism of glyphosate, what new findings reveal about gaps in soil health research, and the challenges facing the World Food Programme as they work to serve Kenya's refugee communities. While you're listening, subscribe, rate, and review the show; it would mean the world to us to have your feedback. You can listen to “Food Talk with Dani Nierenberg” wherever you consume your podcasts.
For over two decades, the legacy media failed catastrophically in its responsibility to expose Jeffrey Epstein's criminal empire. Rather than investigate, they actively suppressed the story, ignored survivors, buried leads, and protected the powerful individuals within Epstein's orbit. Outlets like ABC, NBC, and The New York Times had ample evidence but chose access over accountability, prestige over principle. When whistleblowers and independent journalists tried to sound the alarm, they were smeared as conspiracy theorists. The media wasn't just absent—they were complicit, operating as PR agents for the very elites they were supposed to scrutinize. Even after Epstein's 2019 arrest, the media presented the scandal as if it were new, rewriting history to conceal their cowardice and protect their image.Now, years later, those same outlets have shamelessly returned to the story, parroting talking points and revelations that the so-called “conspiracy crowd” had documented long ago. They grandstand as if they were in the trenches, all while ignoring their own role in shielding the system that allowed Epstein to thrive. Their sudden concern is not about justice—it's about optics, narrative control, and political expediency. The Epstein scandal is not just about one man—it's about the elite networks that enabled him and the media institutions that kept those networks safe. Until the press admits its role in the cover-up and holds everyone accountable—not just those who are no longer useful—its credibility remains broken. They were never the watchdogs. They were the gatekeepers. And their gates are stained with blood.to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.com
For over two decades, the legacy media failed catastrophically in its responsibility to expose Jeffrey Epstein's criminal empire. Rather than investigate, they actively suppressed the story, ignored survivors, buried leads, and protected the powerful individuals within Epstein's orbit. Outlets like ABC, NBC, and The New York Times had ample evidence but chose access over accountability, prestige over principle. When whistleblowers and independent journalists tried to sound the alarm, they were smeared as conspiracy theorists. The media wasn't just absent—they were complicit, operating as PR agents for the very elites they were supposed to scrutinize. Even after Epstein's 2019 arrest, the media presented the scandal as if it were new, rewriting history to conceal their cowardice and protect their image.Now, years later, those same outlets have shamelessly returned to the story, parroting talking points and revelations that the so-called “conspiracy crowd” had documented long ago. They grandstand as if they were in the trenches, all while ignoring their own role in shielding the system that allowed Epstein to thrive. Their sudden concern is not about justice—it's about optics, narrative control, and political expediency. The Epstein scandal is not just about one man—it's about the elite networks that enabled him and the media institutions that kept those networks safe. Until the press admits its role in the cover-up and holds everyone accountable—not just those who are no longer useful—its credibility remains broken. They were never the watchdogs. They were the gatekeepers. And their gates are stained with blood.to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.com
For over two decades, the legacy media failed catastrophically in its responsibility to expose Jeffrey Epstein's criminal empire. Rather than investigate, they actively suppressed the story, ignored survivors, buried leads, and protected the powerful individuals within Epstein's orbit. Outlets like ABC, NBC, and The New York Times had ample evidence but chose access over accountability, prestige over principle. When whistleblowers and independent journalists tried to sound the alarm, they were smeared as conspiracy theorists. The media wasn't just absent—they were complicit, operating as PR agents for the very elites they were supposed to scrutinize. Even after Epstein's 2019 arrest, the media presented the scandal as if it were new, rewriting history to conceal their cowardice and protect their image.Now, years later, those same outlets have shamelessly returned to the story, parroting talking points and revelations that the so-called “conspiracy crowd” had documented long ago. They grandstand as if they were in the trenches, all while ignoring their own role in shielding the system that allowed Epstein to thrive. Their sudden concern is not about justice—it's about optics, narrative control, and political expediency. The Epstein scandal is not just about one man—it's about the elite networks that enabled him and the media institutions that kept those networks safe. Until the press admits its role in the cover-up and holds everyone accountable—not just those who are no longer useful—its credibility remains broken. They were never the watchdogs. They were the gatekeepers. And their gates are stained with blood.to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-moscow-murders-and-more--5852883/support.
For over two decades, the legacy media failed catastrophically in its responsibility to expose Jeffrey Epstein's criminal empire. Rather than investigate, they actively suppressed the story, ignored survivors, buried leads, and protected the powerful individuals within Epstein's orbit. Outlets like ABC, NBC, and The New York Times had ample evidence but chose access over accountability, prestige over principle. When whistleblowers and independent journalists tried to sound the alarm, they were smeared as conspiracy theorists. The media wasn't just absent—they were complicit, operating as PR agents for the very elites they were supposed to scrutinize. Even after Epstein's 2019 arrest, the media presented the scandal as if it were new, rewriting history to conceal their cowardice and protect their image.Now, years later, those same outlets have shamelessly returned to the story, parroting talking points and revelations that the so-called “conspiracy crowd” had documented long ago. They grandstand as if they were in the trenches, all while ignoring their own role in shielding the system that allowed Epstein to thrive. Their sudden concern is not about justice—it's about optics, narrative control, and political expediency. The Epstein scandal is not just about one man—it's about the elite networks that enabled him and the media institutions that kept those networks safe. Until the press admits its role in the cover-up and holds everyone accountable—not just those who are no longer useful—its credibility remains broken. They were never the watchdogs. They were the gatekeepers. And their gates are stained with blood.to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-moscow-murders-and-more--5852883/support.
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For over two decades, the legacy media failed catastrophically in its responsibility to expose Jeffrey Epstein's criminal empire. Rather than investigate, they actively suppressed the story, ignored survivors, buried leads, and protected the powerful individuals within Epstein's orbit. Outlets like ABC, NBC, and The New York Times had ample evidence but chose access over accountability, prestige over principle. When whistleblowers and independent journalists tried to sound the alarm, they were smeared as conspiracy theorists. The media wasn't just absent—they were complicit, operating as PR agents for the very elites they were supposed to scrutinize. Even after Epstein's 2019 arrest, the media presented the scandal as if it were new, rewriting history to conceal their cowardice and protect their image.Now, years later, those same outlets have shamelessly returned to the story, parroting talking points and revelations that the so-called “conspiracy crowd” had documented long ago. They grandstand as if they were in the trenches, all while ignoring their own role in shielding the system that allowed Epstein to thrive. Their sudden concern is not about justice—it's about optics, narrative control, and political expediency. The Epstein scandal is not just about one man—it's about the elite networks that enabled him and the media institutions that kept those networks safe. Until the press admits its role in the cover-up and holds everyone accountable—not just those who are no longer useful—its credibility remains broken. They were never the watchdogs. They were the gatekeepers. And their gates are stained with blood.to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-epstein-chronicles--5003294/support.
For over two decades, the legacy media failed catastrophically in its responsibility to expose Jeffrey Epstein's criminal empire. Rather than investigate, they actively suppressed the story, ignored survivors, buried leads, and protected the powerful individuals within Epstein's orbit. Outlets like ABC, NBC, and The New York Times had ample evidence but chose access over accountability, prestige over principle. When whistleblowers and independent journalists tried to sound the alarm, they were smeared as conspiracy theorists. The media wasn't just absent—they were complicit, operating as PR agents for the very elites they were supposed to scrutinize. Even after Epstein's 2019 arrest, the media presented the scandal as if it were new, rewriting history to conceal their cowardice and protect their image.Now, years later, those same outlets have shamelessly returned to the story, parroting talking points and revelations that the so-called “conspiracy crowd” had documented long ago. They grandstand as if they were in the trenches, all while ignoring their own role in shielding the system that allowed Epstein to thrive. Their sudden concern is not about justice—it's about optics, narrative control, and political expediency. The Epstein scandal is not just about one man—it's about the elite networks that enabled him and the media institutions that kept those networks safe. Until the press admits its role in the cover-up and holds everyone accountable—not just those who are no longer useful—its credibility remains broken. They were never the watchdogs. They were the gatekeepers. And their gates are stained with blood.to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-epstein-chronicles--5003294/support.
There are signs that the previously unwavering MAGA base of Donald Trump is starting to turn on him as he becomes increasingly embroiled in the Epstein files.Donald Trump's supporters said he would be going after the satanic cabal of pedophiles in the Democrat party when he gained power again. But now they are in charge, the rhetoric has dried up.Find The Detail on Newsroom or RNZ Go to this episode on rnz.co.nz for more details
A leaked Cabinet paper shows the government was planning to restrict the hours bottle stores and supermarkets could sell alcohol. But the documents obtained by RNZ show it has backed away from those plans to focus on making business easier for the alcohol industry. Guyon Espiner spoke to Ingrid Hipkiss
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This week's Friday Five is dominated by a stunning speech from the new SEC Chair, signaling a dramatic shift in U.S. crypto policy. NLW breaks down the speech's implications, from safe harbors and tokenization to a renewed embrace of crypto within securities law. Also on the docket: Powell's hawkish tone and Trump's renewed feud with the Fed, Ray Dalio's bold portfolio advice, a volatile week for crypto treasury companies, and the game-changing JPMorgan-Coinbase partnership that redefines institutional crypto access. All that plus Bitcoin weathers an 80,000-coin liquidation without blinking. Enjoying this content? SUBSCRIBE to the Podcast: https://pod.link/1438693620 Watch on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@TheBreakdownBW Subscribe to the newsletter: https://blockworks.co/newsletter/thebreakdown Join the discussion: https://discord.gg/VrKRrfKCz8 Follow on Twitter: NLW: https://twitter.com/nlw Breakdown: https://twitter.com/BreakdownBW
On Sunday 27 July, US and the EU have struck a deal to set at 15% tariffs on EU export to the US, which is not as high as president Donald Trump previously threatened, but can still impact Europe's biggest car producer, Germany.Senior distressed reporter Bianca Boorer, host of this series, travelled to Munich to find out just how big the dent on the auto sector will be.She sits down with Hendrik Hauke restructuring partner at Willkie, who has acted as legal advisor to auto suppliers Huf Group and IFA Group, Felix Kuhnert, head of automotive in Germany at PwC, and Florian Bruder, restructuring partner at DLA Piper.In the podcast we take a look to the challenges the car industry was already facing with its mandated transition to electric vehicles by 2035 and whether auto makers can switch to producing equipment for the defense industry.On the finance side, banks have been tightening their belts on their exposure to the sector, which may open up private credit as a new option. Restructurings have also been on the rise as a result of the volatility but not at the speed at which one would expect. At 9fin we have been covering the restructurings of auto suppliers Huf Group, Webasto, IFA Group and Standard Profil.What will put the brakes on this downturn? Tune in to find out.Have any feedback for us? Send us a note at podcast@9fin.com.
JD Paden from Kingdom Fit tells his story of mayhem. His journey with alcoholism and drug abuse found him sitting in a truck with live power lines before he finally made a U Turn in life.
Pippa Hudson speaks to Stephen Underwood from U-Turn about their new online thrift store. Lunch with Pippa Hudson is CapeTalk’s mid-afternoon show. This 2-hour respite from hard news encourages the audience to take the time to explore, taste, read and reflect. The show - presented by former journalist, baker and water sports enthusiast Pippa Hudson - is unashamedly lifestyle-driven. Popular features include a daily profile interview #OnTheCouch at 1:10 pm. Consumer issues are in the spotlight every Wednesday while the team also unpacks all things related to health, wealth & the environment. Thank you for listening to a podcast from Lunch with Pippa Hudson Listen live on Primedia+ weekdays between 13:00 and 15:00 (SA Time) to Lunch with Pippa Hudson broadcast on CapeTalk https://buff.ly/NnFM3Nk For more from the show, go to https://buff.ly/MdSlWEs or find all the catch-up podcasts here https://buff.ly/fDJWe69 Subscribe to the CapeTalk Daily and Weekly Newsletters https://buff.ly/sbvVZD5 Follow us on social media: CapeTalk on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/CapeTalk CapeTalk on TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@capetalk CapeTalk on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/ CapeTalk on X: https://x.com/CapeTalk CapeTalk on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@CapeTalk567 See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
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Dorothy Barnett, executive director of Climate + Energy Project, talks about federal green energy policy, new natural gas plants planned by Evergy and costs of energy for Kansans.
Quaranteam-Northwest: Part 5 Lab work. Based on a post by Break The Bar. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels. Time went quickly, but also seemed to go nowhere at all; only three days after the final demise of the house we'd moved the RVs four times and I decided we needed to figure out something at least semi-permanent. Even a week in the same spot would be preferable to constant movement. The space where my house had stood was now full of stacks and pallets of supplies, and Vanessa had a crew of almost two dozen of her 'gorillas' working to erect what would become the first of a dozen temporary bunkhouses for the incoming construction workers. She still seemed to be the only foreman on site, so I went looking for Vanessa. I found her at the water truck, splashing some water onto the back of her neck as she took a quick break. It had turned even hotter over the week, spring slipping fully into summer, and we were all starting to boil when we were outside. I'd quickly abandoned the feeling of needing to 'dress up' for everyone and I was down to athletic shorts and one of my sleeveless workout shirts; one of the few that were still 'mine' considering both Erica and Ivy had taken to wearing them as well. Vanessa was the boss however and had to set the example for the rest of the crew, so she was still wearing the jeans, long-sleeved t-shirt and her reflective vest of a dutiful construction foreman. "Hey, got a second?" I asked. "Oh, hey Harrison," she said, looking up as she continued splashing water onto the back of her neck. "Sorry I haven't come to check with you and the girls today, we had three more loads this morning of barracks pilings I had to get sorted, and the fucking surveyors are still bitching about not knowing where the sewage lines are going to come onto the property, as if I can fucking answer that question for them or something." "When's your Dad supposed to finally get on site?" I asked. Her father was supposed to be the General Manager of the entire construction project, but so far I had yet to have seen him. "Fuck, a few days still at least," Vanessa sighed. "I'm getting tired as shit of the phone tag." "Well, sorry if this is a big ask and causes you more headaches; any chance we could project ahead a bit and figure out where we can stash the RVs and everything where we're not going to need to move them for a while? Moving everything around is annoying by itself, but I've also noticed some of your guys are spending a lot of time wandering by the RVs whenever the girls are outside." "Fucking gorillas," Vanessa grunted and grimaced. "I mean, on the one hand, I get it; they are either cooped up in the motel or here working. I'm not exactly thrilled with the situation either. But they could keep it in their fucking pants too, ya know?" "Look, if we can find a spot, the way I see it we can use the RVs and Containers to set up a yard for us that's blocked from view. Then we can have some privacy and not feel cooped up in the RVs, and your guys aren't tempted to let their eyes wander," I said. "I figure it's a win-win." Vanessa smiled and patted my arm. "Harri, as long as you keep the fucking indoors, I'll see what I can do about getting you guys some more privacy." "What do you mean?" I asked, suddenly a little worried that Erica and I might have gotten caught at the Willow tree after all, or that maybe a surveyor had wandered up near the Spring without us hearing. "Nothing, nothing," Vanessa said. "I just; you know we can see the RVs rocking a bit, right? And I don't know who it is, but someone over in your camp is a screamer. We can hear her when she really gets going. Once the guys even gave you a standing ovation." "Fuck," I coughed, shaking my head. "I'm sorry. I think it's something to do with the vaccine. I've had more sex in the last four days than I have in the last four years. Honestly, I don't even know how I'm doing it; I ain't old, but I'm not a teenager either." "Well, god bless the vaccine I guess," Vanessa smirked. "And good for you. Just do me a favor and keep it inside the RVs 'till we can get you that privacy. We don't need the entire site shutting down to listen to you fucking your girlfriends." I shook my head again with a self-deprecating smirk. "Um, deal. I hope." That made Vanessa chuckle, and we parted ways for the afternoon. The next day, she came back in the morning and explained the plan she had worked out with the Surveyors and one of the tree-clearing crews. By mid-afternoon, a new swathe of the back end of the hill was bare of trees, and a bulldozer scooped dirt into the holes left by ripped-up stumps. By the time Vanessa left that evening, two of the storage containers had been shifted around by the 'gorillas' and positioned in an L-shape for us in the new location, and Leo and I moved the RVs to form the other two sides of a square. When Vanessa came by the next morning we'd hung up some old, heavy blankets at the corners to maximize our privacy, busted out the lawn chairs and barbecue, and were on our way to turning the space into an outdoor living room. Leo and I even went so far as to rig up an old bell we'd salvaged from the barn on a wooden post with a metal knocker on a string to serve as a doorbell. Erica was the one to answer Vanessa's ring of the bell, and she swept aside the blanket curtain. "Welcome to Casa de Black," she declared. "Jesus," Vanessa said, walking into our new home base. "You guys didn't want to wait, did you?" "Why would we?" Leo asked. "We don't know how long we're going to be living like this, so might as well make the most of it." Leo had decided to make one last addition to our current set-up, and had pulled a loose slab of wood from the container holding all his tools and was carving 'Speak Friend and Enter' into it the makeshift sign with his handheld angle grinder. He'd already been talking about using his torch to burn the wood before giving it a clear lacquer coat. "What can we do for you, Vanessa?" I asked. "Need some breakfast?" "Actually?" Vanessa chewed on the inside of her cheek for a second and peeked back outside the yard. "Breakfast would be fucking great. They're feeding us at the motel, but it's been the same instant oatmeal every fucking morning." "Well, we've yet to have our egg hookup dry out on us," I said. Old Mrs. Branston lived about fifteen minutes down the highway and had been selling eggs to three generations of my family; through the pandemic and quarantine we'd set up a system where I called ahead and she dropped off two dozen eggs at the end of her driveway, and I left a ten dollar bill in her mailbox. "How do you like them? I think I'm getting pretty good at using the grill with a frying pan." We hosted Vanessa for about fifteen minutes as I fried her up some over-easy eggs and some toast to go with it, and she started devouring the first two so quickly that I put another two in the pan for her immediately. While I cooked, she shared the most recent gossip running through the construction crews. "So the latest group to come in said they got tested four times before even leaving the airport," she said around a mouthful. "They were basically flown into Portland, put in little hygienic pods inside the terminals until they'd tested negative all four times, then escorted to military transports. I guess the army is our taxi service or something, and there are members of the national guard currently standing watch at all of the motels. It's kind of fucked up and feels like a prison, honestly. We're not even supposed to mingle outside with each other, despite the fact that we all work together here all day." "Who's feeding you all?" Danielle asked. "Just the people already working out there seems like a lot." "Some catering service is making these prepackaged meals," Vanessa said. "The breakfasts are shit, and the lunches are whatever. The dinners are Okay though; microwavable, and waiting for us when we get off shift." "Have you heard anything else out there about the vaccine?" I asked. "Hmm-Hmm," Vanessa shook her head. "But I mean, I spend my time working." "I'm still not seeing much online," Leo said. "Little whispers on social media, but then it disappears before it gets going." "That's kinda fucked up," Erica said. "We know it's real. The government must be censoring the information or something. "Well, whenever it happens, I don't know what I'll do," Vanessa sighed. "I like working too much, being my own woman. I bring in more cash in a year than almost every other person I graduated high school with, I've been doing it for years, and I don't have any debts. I can't just get tied down to some guy." "You would be surprised, Vanessa," Ivy spoke up. "I am this way too, no? I left home to make my way, and I am happy doing it. But now I am happy here, and am also safe from the sickness. It is not how I saw my life going, but c'est la vie, non?" Vanessa shrugged, and we moved on to some other topics until her radio squawked and she had to run off back to her work. By lunchtime I'd already done another two quick guides into the hills for the surveyors and Leo had gotten his nerd-sign carved out and torched, and he was spray lacquering it outside the yard with a facemask and safety goggles on to cut the strong fumes. He stopped the sprayer when he saw me approaching and stepped away from the sign. "Hey, you able to help me out with hanging this tonight?" he asked me. "Of course," I said. "I gotta help you fly your nerd flag somehow." "Yeah, says the guy with the Lord of the Rings concept art cycling as his desktop screen," Leo rolled his eyes. "It's for my work," I said. "Top-notch inspiration." And then I realized I hadn't opened my laptop in days; not since I'd finished the questionnaire that had led to Erica choosing me. And Ivy for that matter. I hadn't checked emails, I hadn't reached out to contacts. Fuck, I hadn't even sent in my last work-for-hire backgrounds. "Whatever," Leo laughed and punched me in the arm. "Look, when you go in there, just know it wasn't my idea, Okay? I only helped them move the stuff." "What does that mean?" I asked. "You'll see," Leo said cryptically. I ducked through the blanket door and immediately saw what Leo was talking about. Space had been cleared in the center of our sheltered yard for three of the heavy Adirondack deck chairs, and laying in those chairs were Danielle, Erica and Ivy. Each of them was wearing a bikini and were glistening with sunscreen and sweat from the sun as they tanned. They had a Bluetooth speaker playing songs from their phones; I suspected Erica was trying to convince the younger two women of the virtues of mid-2000s pop punk. "Oh, good," Erica said, grinning as she saw me coming into the yard. She lifted her glass. "Um, excuse me, waiter? We could use a top-up, please." I snorted and shook my head, walking over. All three of the women were in two-piece swimsuits, though I suspected Danielle and Ivy's were possibly part of their stripping gear rather than actual bikinis. Both of their suits were more string than fabric and left little to the imagination. Erica's was a bit more conservative, though really not by that much because of her swathe of cleavage. "What are we drinking today, ladies?" I asked. "I made up a pitcher of sangria," Erica said. "It's in the fridge in our place. You would be the absolute love of my life if you were to go get it for us, please?" "I thought I already was the love of your life?" I asked with a smile. "You are," Erica smiled back. "But this will get you to the front of the line for my next life, too. How about that?" "Does that go for all of you?" I asked. "Absolutely," Ivy grinned. "I think I could definitely do worse," Danielle grinned. "But I think Leo might have something to say about that." "Harri can take my brother," Erica chuckled. "Don't worry, Danni. Just sell your future soul to Harri, what's the worst that could happen?" "Fine. My future love life for a refill of sangria," Danielle giggled. I fetched the pitcher and poured for the three women, unable to wipe the grin from my lips as I watched and listened to them bantering back and forth happily. By mid-afternoon, the tanning was over and after a quick fuck in the RV Erica and I were lounging in the Adirondacks, each of us with a sketchbook in hand. "What are you working on?" I asked. "I know you've been as frustrated as I have over the last month." "A tattoo design for Ivy," Erica said, her brow creased as she tapped her pencil against her lips thoughtfully. "Now that I have a future canvas, I feel like I can concentrate again. Plus the sex helps a lot." You laughed and nodded. "Got your creative juices flowing, huh?" "Got all my juices flowing, baby," she grinned at me. "What about you? I've got Ivy, and Danielle wants me to design something for her now, too. What's got you drawing again?" I smiled a little and shrugged. "Just figured out my muse," I said. "And what's that?" she asked. "Come on, don't be shy." I turned my sketchbook around so that Erica could see the portrait I had been sketching of her. She looked at it and blushed, biting her lower lip. "Just the most beautiful thing in the world," I told her. "You know," Erica said. "It kinda looks like you're drawing me naked." "That's cause I'm drawing you from the shoulders up," I said. "Yeah, but would you?" she asked. "Would I what? Draw you naked?" "Or Ivy?" "Are you asking me to draw you like one of my French girls?" I asked. Erica barked out a laugh at the reference and threw her pencil at me. "Yes, maybe I am," she said. "Now give me back my pencil." "You threw it at me," I said, fetching it off the ground. "Come and get it." We ended up in each other's arms and making out, me halfway to taking her back into the RV for round two, when someone rang the doorbell. "Who is it?" I shouted over the wall. "It's me," Vanessa called and ducked through the blanket door without waiting for a response. "Sorry, but we've got a problem," she said. "I think I'm going to need you down at the road again." "Fuck," I said. "Is it Kara?" "It's a lot more than that bitch," Vanessa said. I changed and this time Vanessa drove us both down in her company-branded pickup truck. Erica, having already staked her claim on me in front of Kara in her eyes, decided to hang back and let Ivy finish what I'd started. I was sure sending me away with that picture in my mind was done on purpose. As we were nearing the bottom of the driveway, I could hear the noise of the protest through the closed windows and over the engine of the truck. "Fuck me," I said. "Yeah," Vanessa nodded. The end of the driveway was packed with people, shoulder to shoulder, blocking traffic. They were three rows deep and singing a protest chant. Every single one of them was dressed in bright colors, showing their allegiance to the Band and proudly shouting for all they were worth. Opposing them, about ten feet up the drive, was a slim, single row of burly construction workers just watching the protest happen. "Those guys really can't let themselves get baited," I said. "If something happens, it doesn't matter who said what or what can hold up in court. There'll be big, scary motherfuckers showing up wanting to do some damage and I don't think your boys are ready for that." "I know, I already told them," Vanessa said. "But I'll tell them again. You'd be surprised how much threatening someone's big, fat bonus checks can keep them calm and focused." We got out of the truck and I walked down to the line of workers, rubbing at the stubble on my chin as I considered the protestors. There were easily fifty of them blocking the driveway, and there was already a backup of two flatbed trucks on the highway, plus a half dozen cars that looked more like they just wanted to get by rather than come in. Another thirty or so protestors were strung out on either side of the highway in both directions, holding up signs and doing the organizational things to keep the protestors going. "Pretty good turnout," I said offhandedly. "A lot bigger than last time." "When was the last time?" Vanessa asked. "Five years ago," I said. "Kara tried to sue for an injunction on my father's Will, and about a dozen protestors showed up to the courthouse the day she got shot down." "Any chance they'll get tired and go home?" Vanessa asked. I scanned the crowd and the vehicles parked up and down the highway. I already knew there were about thirty military-age males in the protest, and I could see people opening the backs of vans where I spotted supply caches of water and food. I could also see the determination on the faces of the crowd, and hear the declarations of a couple of different women holding loudspeakers. The rhetoric, and emotions, were ramped up more than usual. The anti-government hate was high, and now that they knew they weren't fighting Me but rather the Government it seemed to steel their resolve. "Not a shot," I said. I stepped forward and the shouting got louder. Likely every single person in that crowd knew who I was, while I had no idea who most of them were. But with every step I took, they shouted louder. Finally, halfway between the lines, they seemed to be at a fever pitch and I just stopped and waited. They kept going for a good five minutes before Kara pushed her way through and walked up to me, masked behind those bandanas again. "I told you this would happen," Kara said over the shouting and chanting. "You didn't think I could do it, but look at us. Look at us, Harrison! We will not let this happen to our land." "Kara," I said loudly. "How do you think this ends?" "Only one way," Kara shouted. "The Feds surrender to our rightful claim, and stop their colonization efforts, and we take back what's ours." "This is dangerous, Kara," I said, gesturing at the crowd. "What?" she shouted back. "I said this is dangerous, Kara," I shouted. "Every person here is in danger." "Are you threatening us?" Kara shouted, playing it up for the crowd behind her. "Going to kill us, like your family has done for generations?" "Jesus fuck," I said, shaking my head. "Kara, this doesn't end the way you think it does. I'm going to pray for you, honest to God." Kara just held up her middle finger at me, pointed her other at Vanessa behind me, and turned and walked away to the cheers of her people. I shrugged and went back to Vanessa. "Yeah, they aren't leaving," I said. "I already called my Dad," Vanessa said. "He's coming down and will want to meet with you." "Sure," I nodded. "If they let him through." About thirty minutes later the protesters were still going strong, and another three flatbeds with either supplies or heavy machinery were backed up on the highway, along with dozens of cars. Vanessa was doing as much as she could to keep her workers at least a dozen yards away from the crowd of protestors; the last thing she wanted was for them to need to get quarantined waiting on a half dozen new tests. Or worse, actually catch something. I did my best to help her juggle phones, calling various General Foremen to get incoming trucks rerouted to staging areas and to keep those that were stuck in the traffic in their cabs or else they couldn't enter the site. Eventually she got a call, spoke quickly and then hung up. "Harri, this might be a big ask, but could you do me a favor?" she asked. "The government paid me a lot of money for my land and doing favors," I said. "But you've gone out of your way plenty for me and Leo and the girls. Favors come free to you, Vee." She rolled her eyes. "Who told you my brothers call me that?" "No one, just felt natural," I chuckled. "I call Erica 'E' sometimes, and I'm sure I'll end up calling Ivy 'I've' at some point." "Alright, well, 'H,'" she said. "My dad is parked down at the edge of the property on the highway and doesn't want to get too close to the traffic. Could you hike out to him and bring him back?" "Sure," I said. I looked up at the sun and then out at the woods. "Um, from here... it's probably faster if I grab an ATV. Would he be squeamish about riding double with me?" Vanessa snorted. "He probably wouldn't be, but he's also got a gut the size of your ATVs so it would be a tight fit." "Alright, guess we're hiking. I can rough it and reach him in about twenty minutes," I said. "I'll take a smoother way back for him, so we'll get here in under an hour." "Got it, I'll let him know you're on your way. Thanks," she said, patting my arm. "Try to take it easy on him, he growls like a bear but he's still my Dad." "Hey, he's the big man in charge. Gotta keep him happy or else I'll find myself with the worst workers for my house, right?" "Very true," she laughed. I started hiking back up the driveway a little ways, and then diverted into the woods, hoping that the protestors would miss that I was skirting away from them. I was very glad I had changed from my lounging around clothes; rough jeans and my hiking boots were a lot sturdier in the rocky bush than athletic shorts and sandals. The raucousness of the protestors was quickly muffled by the forest to a dull roar, and it felt good to get away from them. It was weird. After spending months in isolation with Leo and Erica, we'd been getting used to so many people around again with the workers and adding Ivy and Danielle to our weird little family dynamic. But a crowd like that, all packed together? That was exactly what the quarantine orders were warning against. "Harrison!" My name cut through the muffle of the trees and shrubs, and I turned and saw Kara quickly jogging through the woods to catch up with me. "Kara, what the fuck are you doing? You're trespassing," I said. "So throw me off your land," Kara said, coming to a stop about ten feet from me and putting her hands on her hips. "Oh wait, that's right, it's not your land anymore." I rolled my eyes. "You can take off the bandanas if you want. We're fine this far apart." She did so, pulling them down to hang around her neck. Kara was still as beautiful as the day we'd broken up, though she'd grown up a lot. Where I was such a mix that it was hard to tell I had any Native American in my bloodstream, she had that classic warm skin tone and thick black hair. She'd been taking care of herself well, fit and a little thinner than Erica was, but with a similar strong jawline to my girlfriend. Her lips were as full as I remembered though, and I could almost feel her kissing me again like all those years ago behind the corner of the biology classroom in high school, or laying out in the back of my old beater pickup under the stars. "What's going on, Harri?" she asked me. "I thought we'd at least hit a status quo or something." "Oh, the one where you file a lawsuit against me every couple of years, and the judge shuts you down, but I keep having to rack up legal fees?" "No," she said. "Well, sort of. I thought we were keeping things above board. No games, no gimmicks. Not getting historical." I grimaced. "Well, we did," I said. "So what the fuck?" she said, throwing her arms wide. "What the fuck is all of this?" "Kara, think about it for one fucking second without your prejudice. Imagine I'm not just doing this as a 'Fuck You' from my family tree to the Band," I said. "A week ago I wouldn't have thought any of this would be happening. A week ago I was happily living my life and would have stayed that way straight through the end of the world if I had to. Do you seriously think I've done this on some whim?" "Why, then? What are they doing? What are they offering you?" she demanded. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you," I said. "And even if you did, I think you're too far into this already to walk it back with your people." "Try me," she said. "If you ever cared about me,” "Stop," I interrupted her. "You've used that line twice on me before, Kara. You used it when you broke up with me, and you used it again right after my father died. That line didn't work when I was at some of the lowest points in my life; do you seriously think I'll respond well to that here?" She grimaced, and I saw the realization in her eyes that I was right. That she had used that line before, and it had been pretty fucked up for her to do that. "I'm sorry," she said, and only partially through gritted teeth. "I shouldn't have done that." "Thank you," I said. My heart was pounding in my chest and I felt like I was in combat, just having this verbal sparring contest with her. I fucking hated her, but I also still knew she was the first girl I'd ever loved. The one that had broken my heart. The one that 'got away.' "Just explain it to me," Kara said, trying to be more even about it. "Please." I took a moment to breathe deeply. I wasn't barred from telling her anything. I'd tried to warn her when she'd shown up at the driveway before, but the thought of all those protestors at risk for the virus pushed me over the edge of trying to warn her again. "Kara, the government gave me the choice of accepting a huge payout for the land, or them kicking me out and taking it by eminent domain. Either way, they were going to take it and take it fast. I could either ride it, or die fighting it." "So what are they doing with it?" she asked. "Building homes," I said. "A whole gated community, it sounds like. Part of my payout was housing for myself, Leo and Valerie." "What the fuck? Why do they want a gated community way out here?" she asked. "Worst-case scenario shit," I said. "You mean the pandemic?" she asked. "Are you for fucking serious?" "Serious enough that my house got bulldozed a couple days ago," I said. "Gone. Like it was never even there." "This can't be real," Kara said. "This is absurd." "I told you that you wouldn't believe me," I said. "Well, if you were too much of a cunt to stop them, we will," Kara said, steeling herself again. "We'll have the local news down here by tomorrow, and if the Feds show up we'll have national news coverage by the end of the week." I had to try one more time. "Kara, this doesn't end the way you want it to. You're a dreamer, and I loved that about you when we were teens, but you know the real world doesn't just work like that." Kara narrowed her eyes. "Where are you going right now?" "What does that matter?" I asked. "Because I just followed you out into the woods after your little construction girlfriend was talking to you," she said. "She's not my girlfriend," I rolled my eyes. "Tell her that. She's flirting with you hard enough," Kara said. "I can see her doing it." "Even if she was, what does that have to do with you?" I asked. I knew I'd landed a blow because she got angry again. "Nothing," she said. "But I still want to know what you're doing." "I don't have to tell you that, Kara," I said. "I don't answer to you, I don't owe you anything, and I don't worship the ground you walk on. All I've got to say now is that you should go send all those people home, and hope that you haven't organized some super-spreader event here. For all the shit you've given me and my family, I don't want to see them all dead. I don't want to see you dead." Kara raised her bandanas again. "We're fighting the good fight. We're on the right side of this, Harrison. You're not." She turned and started walking back towards the road. "Fuck me," I sighed, shaking my head. That woman could still push my buttons almost fifteen years later. I pressed through the forest, making for the edge of the property and then diverting towards the road. When I reached it, I found a white and brown heavy pickup identical to Vanessa's idling on the gravel shoulder. The big guy in the driver's seat rolled down his window a crack. "What's up?" "I'm Harrison Black," I said. Another guy got out of the passenger seat and came around, slapping the hood. "Head on back to the motel," he said to the man in the truck. "I'll catch a ride back with my daughter." The guy in the truck nodded and waited for us both to back away before pulling a U-Turn and taking off down the highway. "So, you're the land guy, eh?" the man said, turning and offering me his hand. He was exactly as Vanessa had described; portly to the point of obese, with a gruff exterior that spoke of years handling his business in a rough industry and getting shit done. "I am," I said, taking his hand and shaking it firmly. "Your daughter has been fantastic to work with. Helpful and on task, and she keeps her guys in line." "I have no doubt," he said. "She grew up bossing her older brothers around and got the best of her mother and me. I'm Brent Peters, by the way. I'm sure we'll be speaking every once in a while through this project." "Good to meet you, sir," I said. "And I'm sure we will." I led Brent into the brush and got us through the roughest part until I could get us to one of the more used trails. It got a lot easier for him there, and once he had a chance to catch his breath he seemed to actually enjoy the chance to stretch his legs. He didn't know, or at least wasn't forthcoming, with any more information than Vanessa had been able to give about what was going on, but he did enjoy hearing about the sordid history of the land, my family and the Band. It took a little longer than I'd thought it would to get back to the driveway, Brent needing a couple of breaks, but we made it eventually. Vanessa grinned when she saw her father in a way that made me think she was going to run to him and hug him, but she never made the move. I had to assume that was a hard-trained response from her years working with the man; hugging your pops on a job site would probably lead to taking a lot of shit from your coworkers. Brent quickly got updated on the last hour of developments from Vanessa, and I saw his managerial side take over. Soon the line of construction workers were twenty yards back from the protestors, and he was stride-waddling forward with a medical mask stretched over his face. Kara met him halfway, and whatever they said seemed to go about as well as the talks I'd had with her myself. Again, she ended it by showing off for the protestors by giving him the double-birds. "Well, that went well," Brent sighed as he came back. "You were right, Harrison. They're stuck in. Wouldn't even help us get those trucks room to move or get out of the way of traffic." "She feels like she's got leverage," I guessed. "And they haven't had that on us for years now." "Well, I've officially done what I can," Brent said. "Time to do what every good GM does when shit like this happens." He took out his phone and started walking up the driveway away from Vanessa and me. "What's that?" I asked. "Call the client and tell them to un-fuck the situation," Vanessa smirked. The rest of the afternoon and evening was a long fucking day. There was no good way to get the workers on site off of it, and no good way to get new ones on, so Leo and I ended up walking several groups through the trails to get to the road in places out of sight of the protestors. And since the big crew vans were parked on site, Brent ended up getting access to school buses to come and pick up his guys. The second to last bus dropped off a dozen men who would take over watching the driveway and the protestors overnight; we'd already seen them breaking out tents and lanterns to hold their vigil; and the last bus out had Brent and Vanessa on board. "Client will be by in the morning," Brent said, and winked at me. "Don't you worry, bucko. You hold down the home front tonight, and the cavalry will be here in no time." "You got it," I said. "But whoever is coming, I suggest you make sure they know to take this seriously. The Band is riled up, and now they smell blood in the water. This isn't going away easily." "I'll pass that on to the Lieutenant Colonel," Brent nodded. He shook my hand again and stepped onto the bus. "See you tomorrow, H," Vanessa grinned at me. "Not if I see you first, Vee," I chuckled. She stepped up into the bus and I heard her voice raise immediately. "Alright, you Gorillas. Grab your fuckin' seats and stay there. I swear to Christ if one of you pisses me off, I'll confiscate your fuckin' dinner, got it?" I laughed, and could see the construction workers grinning in their seats as the bus did a three-point turn and pulled away. The sun was getting low when I finally hiked out of the bush and back into view of our little compound. Erica was waiting for me with a smile and a plate of stir fry. "What's the word, Harri?" "They're still down there," I said. "There are some workers keeping an eye on the driveway. Could you throw on a big pot of coffee for me and dig one of the thermoses out of storage?" "Harri, if they've got some of their workers down there, it's not your job to supervise. I'm sure Vanessa and her Dad left someone in charge." "They did," I said. "And I'm not going down there. I'm staying up here." I shoveled the stir fry down, relishing in the spicy kick Erica liked to cook with. Inside our little compound I gave Ivy a kiss, apologizing that I wouldn't be seeing her in bed for the night. Then I went to the storage container closest to my RV. The one with my gun safe. "What's the word?" Leo asked me when he found me. I had a lantern flashlight on and was loading rounds into my father's Model 700. "Jesus, Harri. What the fuck?" I doubted he was commenting on me loading the Remington hunting rifle. We'd used it plenty when we were hunting during deer season; it was a solid, reliable tool. No, I knew he was reacting to the other firearms I had out. My M9 was already holstered on my hip, a copy of my service sidearm that had served me so well through my tour and as an MP, and my DDM4V1 was laid out, waiting for me to do a quick check it was still in good order. "Just taking precautions," I said. I was already trying to get into the right mindset. "What does that even mean? What are you doing?" "There's about a hundred protesters down there, last I counted. More keep arriving," I told Leo, loading the last round into the 700 and checking the safety before setting it down. I fished a handful more.308's out of the ammo box in the safe and fed them into the bandolier shoulder strap for the hunting rifle. "Problem is, they're pissed off. Not just about the construction, but at all the other shit going on right now. And pissed-off people do dumb shit." "So what, you're going to go all Alamo on us?" Leo asked. "For real, Harri. Nothing's going to happen. They're down there, we're up here." "Leo," I said. "I'm not asking you to do anything you don't want to. The Bear shotgun is in my RV. Do me a favor and keep it handy tonight. If I miss something, I'd rather you have it than not." "Harri,” "Dude, just stop," I said. I'd finished with the.308s and started taking apart the DDM4V1 and giving it a quick clean. It was a budget purchase that I'd made prioritizing reliability over flashy shit, and the 'scary one' in my collection when it came to civilians. Erica hadn't even liked the idea of me owning it when we gave her the tour of my firearms and taught her the safety protocols for them. Leo had only ever fired it once. Both of the siblings had said the same thing; 'If you have the rifles and shotguns and the handgun, why do you need a machine gun?' This sort of thing was why I needed it. And it wasn't a 'machine gun.' "I'm not planning, or hoping, to kill someone tonight. If I have to use the DDM4 or my sidearm, something has gotten really fucked," I said. "But I'm also not taking any chances. Sometime tonight, there's going to be people sneaking up into the construction yard to cause mischief, and they aren't going to know the difference between the construction yard and where we're living. Maybe they hear us and they stay clear, or maybe they don't. I'm not taking that chance." Leo watched me cleaning my rifle, and glanced out at the darkening sky, and then back to me. "What should I do?" he asked. A wave of relief washed over me; it had been years since I'd served, and every instinct I had was telling me to do what I was doing, but that civilian part of my brain was second-guessing everything. Leo agreeing told me I was being logical, even if he didn't like it or I turned out to be wrong. "Just be with the girls tonight," I said. "I can handle the yard, you stay with them. Think of it like a shitty tower defense game. If I do my job, you'll never have to do anything." He nodded and left me to my work. Surprisingly, it was Danielle who came to see me next. "What can I do to help?" she asked. Her Australian accent was sounding stronger, the California valley girl part of it dropping with her serious demeanor. "Nothing, I've got it," I said. She'd caught me as I was strapping on my ghillie suit; another item that Leo and Erica had found silly to own considering we didn't need it for hunting deer. It had honestly been more of a gag item in my collection than anything until tonight. "Harrison, I'll remind you that my Dad was military, yeah?" she said. "I grew up outside the city. I know how to work a firearm." I took a breath and looked at her. Even at night, by the light of a lantern, she looked like an elven beauty despite the cutoff denim shorts and zippered knit sweater. "Can you handle a handgun?" I asked. "I've shot the head of an Eastern Brown from ten paces away when it was threatening to bite my dog," she said. "I assume that's a snake?" "A fucking poisonous one," Danielle said. "Alright," I nodded. "Under the passenger seat of my truck is a gun case with my pop's old 1911 and a couple of magazines. Hang on to it for tonight. Try not to freak out Erica or Ivy, and if you hear shots tonight don't let Leo come looking for me, let alone Erica and Ivy. If they leave the RVs it'll just make things worse." "Okay," she said with a serious nod, then stepped towards me, hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks." "For what?" I asked as she stepped back. "For being the man I figured you were," she said. "Leo's all mine and I'm happy with that, but like I told you; you remind me of all the good parts of my Dad. I'm glad I have Leo and you around." She left to fetch the pistol, and I finished strapping on the ghillie suit and slung my two rifles over my shoulders and closed the gun safe. When I was finished slamming the storage container closed, I turned around to find Ivy and Erica both looking at me with their arms crossed. "Both of you, huh?" I asked. "Yes, both of us," Erica said. "United front," Ivy said. "Look,” "Shut up, Harrison," Erica said, and then they were both hugging me while being careful around the firearms. "Just be careful." "Extra careful," Ivy said, burying her face into the strings of the ghillie suit in my chest and then immediately pulling back with a wince. "Ugh, this smells terrible." "Yeah, well it's not exactly the sort of thing you clean very often," I shrugged. "Whatever," Erica said and kissed me. Ivy kissed me as well, looking at me with those big eyes of hers with concern. "So you're not going to try and convince me this isn't necessary?" I asked. "Wouldn't do anything except lead to a fight we couldn't win," Erica said. "You're too stubborn not to do it." "And too brave," Ivy added. "That too," Erica smiled sadly. Then she handed me the big thermos of coffee. "Come back to us in one piece." "I will," I said. "Don't worry. But if you two hear anything tonight, if there's any gunfire, don't come looking for me. Just stay in the RVs and hunker down from the windows. If you come looking for me, you'll add more danger and not take it away, alright?" They both agreed, though I could tell Erica didn't like it. I could only imagine her sprinting across the construction yard, bullets flying everywhere, screaming my name as she worried I'd been shot. Hell, she'd probably pick me up and carry me to safety if it were true, but she'd also likely never get to me in the first place if things were that bad. I kissed them both again, then stalked off into the night. I ended up settling into a nook on the side of the hill to the south of the construction yard, with a clear view of about two-thirds of the yard and most importantly the RV compound. I unslung my rifles and carefully positioned myself in a comfortable prone position I was going to be able to manage for a long time. I'd never gone through Sniper training, but I'd picked up enough from my Bootcamp, talking with other soldiers and from movies to know a thing or two; not to mention years of hunting. So I cracked the thermos and took a sip of the hot, strong coffee, and started my watch. I saw them moving through the trees at around 02:30 in the morning down on the east side of the yard near the driveway. They must have skirted around the construction worker picket line and followed the driveway up, but they were still in the shadows so I couldn't tell how many there were, or what they were carrying. The only reason I spotted them early at all was because someone was flicking a flashlight up occasionally. I had the 700 cradled in my arms, and I slowly rolled into position but didn't sight down the scope yet. I didn't have any night vision gear, and while the simple Leopold scope easily gave me the range to tag anything moving down there, I wouldn't know what I was hitting. They stopped at the edge of the tree line, and I could only imagine the nerves they were feeling looking out over the open area. There were seven portables set up holding various offices now, and half a dozen big crew vans that had been left behind for the night along with some of the company pickup trucks. The pilings and supplies to erect the bigger barracks were also looming in the big, open space. "Just take a look and leave," I muttered quietly to myself, willing whoever was down there to not make this worse than it could be. Five minutes went by before a figure began to creep out of the tree line, crossing the rise of the hill and slipping towards the yard. From the distance I was at, I couldn't see them clearly enough other than to tell they were probably wearing a backpack; not a big deal in and of itself, but my training was screaming at me. 'Anything' meant anything. That backpack could hold weapons, or communications equipment, or even an I E D. I sighted in on the figure. It was a man, military age but young. I couldn't see much of his face between the black bandana over his nose and mouth and a ball cap backwards on his head. My finger tightened just a fraction on the trigger when I saw the flash of metal in his hand, but my hesitation saved his life; he was carrying a can of spray paint. He reached what he thought was the shelter of the first building; and it was shelter if he thought a guard was patrolling inside the yard. But I wasn't inside the yard, and instead I was looking at him dead on along the length of the building as he took off his backpack and then turned, motioning back towards the tree line. A half dozen more figures began quickly creeping across the hillside. I had a choice; if that backpack was full of spray-paint and that was all they were there to do, it would be annoying vandalism at worst as long
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Day 1,248.Today, we reveal new Patriot air-defence systems have already arrived in Ukraine, and provide the full, extraordinary story of the events leading up to President Trump's u-turn which made that possible. Then we speak to a former US fighter pilot about the significance of such weapons deliveries in the air war, and about the mood in the United States, before a short dispatch from Wembley on the night Ukrainian boxer Oleksandr Usyk became undisputed heavyweight champion.Contributors:Francis Dearnley (Executive Editor for Audio). @FrancisDearnley on X.Joe Barnes (Brussels Correspondent). @Barnes_Joe on X.Terry Virts (former NASA astronaut and Colonel in the US Air Force). @AstroTerry on X.Maria Romanenko (Ukrainian Journalist). @rommari on X.Content Referenced:‘The full, untold story of Trump's U-turn on Ukraine' (Joe Barnes in The Telegraph):https://www.telegraph.co.uk/world-news/2025/07/25/full-untold-story-donald-trump-u-turn-ukraine-war-us-russia/ Ukrainian soldiers cut off from Musk's Starlink after blackout (The Telegraph):https://www.telegraph.co.uk/business/2025/07/25/ukrainian-soldiers-cut-off-from-musks-starlink-after-outage/Zelensky defied US order to scrap controversial corruption law (The Telegraph):https://www.telegraph.co.uk/us/politics/2025/07/25/zelensky-defied-senior-us-officials-on-corruption-law/ Fully Chinese-made drone found in Ukraine for first time (The Telegraph):https://www.telegraph.co.uk/world-news/2025/07/23/fully-chinese-made-drone-found-in-ukraine-for-first-time/SIGN UP TO THE NEW ‘UKRAINE: THE LATEST' WEEKLY NEWSLETTER:https://secure.telegraph.co.uk/customer/secure/newsletter/ukraine/ Each week, Dom Nicholls and Francis Dearnley answer your questions, provide recommended reading, and give exclusive analysis and behind-the-scenes insights – plus maps of the frontlines and diagrams of weapons to complement our daily reporting. It's free for everyone, including non-subscribers.NOW AVAILABLE IN NEW LANGUAGES:The Telegraph has launched translated versions of Ukraine: The Latest in Ukrainian and Russian, making its reporting accessible to audiences on both sides of the battle lines and across the wider region, including Central Asia and the Caucasus. Just search Україна: Останні Новини (Ukr) and Украина: Последние Новости (Ru) on your on your preferred podcast app to find them. Listen here: https://linktr.ee/ukrainethelatestSubscribe: telegraph.co.uk/ukrainethelatestEmail: ukrainepod@telegraph.co.uk Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
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'Across strategic and political circles, there is a broad consensus that India should prioritise its national interest by integrating into global defence production and supply chains,' says Swasti Rao, ThePrint Consulting Editor & Foreign Policy Expert Swasti Rao explains Read this week's column : https://theprint.in/opinion/trumps-ukraine-u-turn-puts-russias-trade-partners-at-risk-india-caught-in-the-middle/2694229/
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Donald Trump made election promises that he would release all the Epstein files, JFK files, UFO files and has done nothing! Why? Kier Starmer has lowered the UK voting age to 16.... not suspicious at all, could it backfire on him? A British school sent a girl home for wearing a dress of a British flag... on 'cultures day' then after they didnt get the woke applause they hoped for have now issued a grovelling apology.support the show patreon.com/whatkastbuymeacoffee.com/whatkast
Episode Two Hundred and Fifty Nine U TURN Starmer!
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Trump shifts his policy on aid to Ukraine while threatening Putin, the midterms may spell trouble for the GOP, and Biden breaks his silence over the investigations into his autopen use. Get the facts first with Morning Wire. - - - Today's Sponsors: Balance of Nature - Go to https://balanceofnature.com and use promo code WIRE for 35% off your first order as a preferred customer PLUS get a free bottle of Fiber and Spice. Lumen - Go to https://lumen.me/WIRE to get 10% off your Lumen. - - - Privacy Policy: https://www.dailywire.com/privacy
In this episode of The President's Daily Brief: President Trump unveils a dramatic shift in U.S. strategy—arming Europe to arm Ukraine—while putting Putin on a 50-day deadline to strike a peace deal or face crushing sanctions. Iran threatens retaliation if the United Nations reimposes sanctions over its nuclear program, as European leaders weigh triggering the snapback mechanism. Massive military drills kick off in Australia, with 35,000 troops from 19 countries participating—and Chinese spy ships reportedly watching from just offshore. And in today's Back of the Brief: A scathing new Senate report reveals that the Secret Service repeatedly ignored warnings in the lead-up to the failed assassination attempt on Donald Trump in Butler, Pennsylvania. To listen to the show ad-free, become a premium member of The President's Daily Brief by visiting PDBPremium.com. Please remember to subscribe if you enjoyed this episode of The President's Daily Brief. YouTube: youtube.com/@presidentsdailybrief Birch Gold: Text PDB to 989898 and get your free info kit on gold American Financing: Call American Financing today to find out how customers are saving an avg of $800/mo. 866-885-1881 or visit http://www.AmericanFinancing.net/PDB . NMLS 182334, nmlsconsumeraccess.org Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
We unpack the reasoning behind Trump’s change of heart on Ukraine. Then: we address Turkey’s cultural clampdown as streaming platform Spotify threatens to pull out of the nation. Plus: Finland’s Moomins turn 80.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
The Trump admin's memo last week stating conclusively that convicted sex offender Jeffrey Epstein did not have a client list that could implicate VIPs, and that he did take his own life, has been roundly condemned as a cover-up and prompted many to speculate that Trump himself could be implicated. The additional dimension to this scandal, that Epstein and his chief accomplice Ghislaine Maxwell are Jews with strong ties to Israel, serves to reinforce the growing perception that US politics...
Day 1,231.Today, we report on the sudden death of Russia's former transport minister within hours of his sacking by Vladimir Putin. Then we examine Donald Trump's pledge to resume weapons deliveries to Ukraine and look ahead to President Macron's visit to the UK. Finally, we hear an updated figure of the number of children kidnapped by Russia, and discuss their fate if the Yale Humanitarian Research Lab closes this autumn amid its funding being pulled.Contributors:Adélie Pojzman-Pontay (Journalist and Producer). @adeliepjz on X.Dominic Nicholls (Associate Editor of Defence). @DomNicholls on X.Francis Dearnley (Executive Editor for Audio). @FrancisDearnley on X.Nathaniel Raymond (Lecturer & Executive Director Humanitarian Research Lab at Yale School of Public Health) @nattyray11 on X.Content Referenced:‘Help the Humanitarian Research Lab Keep Finding Ukraine's Abducted Children ':https://medicine.yale.edu/lab/khoshnood/give-now/Fired Russian minister ‘kills himself' (The Telegraph):https://www.telegraph.co.uk/world-news/2025/07/07/russian-minister-found-dead-after-being-sacked-by-putin/ Trump U-turns on sending weapons to Ukraine (The Telegraph):https://www.telegraph.co.uk/world-news/2025/07/08/donald-trump-us-sends-weapons-ukraine/Russian airlines face $254 million losses from just 2 days of Ukrainian drone strikes, Kremlin media reports (Kyiv Independent):https://kyivindependent.com/drone-disruptions-reportedly-cost-russian-airlines-254-million-exposing-economic-pressure-from-ukraines-campaign-06-2025/ SIGN UP TO THE NEW ‘UKRAINE: THE LATEST' WEEKLY NEWSLETTER:https://secure.telegraph.co.uk/customer/secure/newsletter/ukraine/ Each week, Dom Nicholls and Francis Dearnley answer your questions, provide recommended reading, and give exclusive analysis and behind-the-scenes insights – plus maps of the frontlines and diagrams of weapons to complement our daily reporting. It's free for everyone, including non-subscribers.NOW AVAILABLE IN NEW LANGUAGES:The Telegraph has launched translated versions of Ukraine: The Latest in Ukrainian and Russian, making its reporting accessible to audiences on both sides of the battle lines and across the wider region, including Central Asia and the Caucasus. Just search Україна: Останні Новини (Ukr) and Украина: Последние Новости (Ru) on your on your preferred podcast app to find them. Listen here: https://linktr.ee/ukrainethelatestSubscribe: telegraph.co.uk/ukrainethelatestEmail: ukrainepod@telegraph.co.uk Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
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A look into the welfare bill vote after the government offered more big concessions. Sean Farrington also delves into the recommendations that have been outlined following a review of the UK pensions system. And as YouTube urges the government to acknowledge content creators as a profession, we'll hear from one YouTuber over the impact its having on her.
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Canada has scrapped its digital services tax targeting U.S. technology firms in a bid to advance stalled trade negotiations with the United States. Senate Republicans pushed President Donald Trump's sweeping tax cut and spending bill forward in a marathon weekend session. Farmers and workers say ICE raids are leaving crops unharvested in California. And immigrants scramble for clarity after the Supreme Court's birthright ruling. Find the recommended read here. Our weekend episode on Australia's mushroom trial is here. Sign up for the Reuters Econ World newsletter here. Listen to the Reuters Econ World podcast here. Visit the Thomson Reuters Privacy Statement for information on our privacy and data protection practices. You may also visit megaphone.fm/adchoices to opt out of targeted advertising. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
In this punchy and provocative episode of the Mark and Pete Podcast, we tackle three of Britain's strangest and most telling headlines this week. First, we scrutinise Prime Minister Keir Starmer's policy U-turns, from winter fuel payments to welfare reform and grooming gang inquiries. Is this leadership, or just carefully managed confusion? We unpack the spiritual implications of political inconsistency in high office. Next, it's the tale of two mischievous brown bears breaking into a Devon food store and bingeing on a week's supply of honey. Beyond the giggles, we ask serious questions about stewardship, creation, and why animals sometimes show more wisdom than governments. Finally, we delve into the world of cutting-edge science, where UK researchers are attempting to synthesise human DNA from scratch. We explore the ethical minefield of synthetic biology, its chilling Frankenstein echoes, and whether man should ever try to play God. Each segment is grounded in biblical wisdom and delivered with sharp wit, cultural critique, and a touch of righteous sarcasm. Join Mark and Pete as they bring faith to the frontlines of politics, nature, and science.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/mark-and-pete--1245374/support.
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Today, the government have confirmed it will make major concessions to Labour rebels over its planned benefits reforms.Adam and Chris were back in the Newscast studio on Friday morning to run through how news of the U-turn broke late on Thursday night. And, they're joined by Alex and Faisal to unpack the week's political news - including key takeaways from the Nato summit in the Netherlands, including how Donald Trump came to be referred to as ‘daddy'.You can now listen to Newscast on a smart speaker. If you want to listen, just say "Ask BBC Sounds to play Newscast”. It works on most smart speakers.You can join our Newscast online community here: https://tinyurl.com/newscastcommunityhereNew episodes released every day. If you're in the UK, for more News and Current Affairs podcasts from the BBC, listen on BBC Sounds: https://bit.ly/3ENLcS1Newscast brings you daily analysis of the latest political news stories from the BBC. It was presented by Adam Fleming. It was made by Chris Flynn with Joe Wilkinson. The technical producer was Mike Regaard. The assistant editor is Chris Gray. The editor is Sam Bonham.
Keir Starmer has performed a screeching about-turn on his flagship welfare reforms, all in the hope of quelling the rebellion from more than 120 MPs who have been promised ‘massive concessions' over concerns about disability benefits.These include moderating the bill to make it easier for people with multiple impairments to claim disability benefits, and offering to protect Personal Independence Payments (PIP) for all existing claimants for ever – to ensure there would be no detriment from the reforms for existing claimants, a key concern of the welfare rebels. But new claimants will be affected, as ministers desperately try to stop ever-spiralling disability and sickness welfare spending climbing to £100 billion by 2030. It means another big U-turn for Starmer – and another hole in the Treasury's finances. Early estimates suggest that the welfare bill climbdown could cost £2 billion: money which Rachel Reeves will now have to find elsewhere. Can Starmer recover? Oscar Edmondson speaks to James Heale and Luke Tryl, director of More in Common.Produced by Oscar Edmondson.
Sir Keir Starmer describes his U-turn on welfare reforms as "striking the right balance".
The prime minister has been forced into a climbdown after more than 120 Labour MPs threatened to block his welfare bill. Is he back in control of the party or is his authority permanently damaged?Ed Vaizey unpacks the politics of the day with Jonathan Maitland and Theo Usherwood. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
Welfare Bill Revolt SINKS Starmer — 120 Labour MPs Rebel | Labour Crisis #JonGaunt #WelfareBill #KeirStarmer #UKPolitics #LabourParty Jon Gaunt breaks down the explosive Welfare Bill revolt, as 120 Labour MPs rebel against Keir Starmer's leadership. This unprecedented internal revolt could sink Starmer's leadership and trigger a full-scale Labour Party crisis. Starmer loses either way. If he wins the actual vote he is still the loser as this is clearly a vote of confidence on his first 12 months in office. He has made more missteps than a fat TV personality on Strictly! Winter fuel allowance U-Turn, VAT on private schools, calling Southport protestors Far Right, Lucy Connolly, Ukraine, Not backing Trump on Iran and plenty more. He has the worst poll ratings of any PM in history. Can he survive? What does this mean for UK politics in 2025? And with Starmer's position now under intense pressure, who could replace him? Angela Rayner? Andy Burnham, the Mayor of Manchester? Or Sadiq Khan, the Mayor of London? Gaunty examines the political fallout, party divisions, and the battle for Labour's future. Jon Gaunt, Welfare Bill, Keir Starmer, Labour Party, Labour Crisis, UK Politics, Political News, Starmer Under Fire, Leadership Crisis, UK News, Welfare Revolt, Labour MP Rebellion #JonGaunt #WelfareBill #KeirStarmer #UKPolitics #LabourParty #LabourCrisis #UKPolitics #PoliticalNews #StarmerUnderFire #LeadershipCrisis #UKNews #WelfareRevolt #LabourMPRebellion
Keir Starmer is not afraid of a U-turn. From abandoned policy pledges to reinstating the winter-fuel allowance, the list is growing. To add to this - this week, the PM has expressed his support for Israel's military action against Iran, despite criticising Israel's actions in Gaza. Then he caved in to calls for a full national inquiry into grooming gangs, despite earlier dismissing them as amplifying far-right demands. Whether you think these are sensible or sly, these political backflips have certainly led to a lot of headscratching when it comes to one question: what does our Prime Minister actually stand for? Nish and Coco sit down with New Statesman Editor in Chief, Tom McTague, who has spent months with Starmer trying to find out what lies beneath the title. The Government's new Welfare Reform Bill is introduced in Parliament this week, which experts say will lead to nearly a quarter of a million more families being pushed into poverty. Nish heads down to Westminster to meet with hundreds of people who have gathered to call for an end to the rising tide of hunger and hardship in the UK. Nish speaks to Labour MP Brian Leishman, Liberal Democrat Wendy Chamberlain and Green Siân Berry about the calls for an essentials guarantee - while hearing from the lived experience of people working at food banks around the UK. And as the Government's new data bill finally passes in the House of Lords, Nish and Coco voice their concerns about what it means for the creative industries. CHECK OUT THIS DEAL FROM OUR SPONSOR https://www.shopify.co.uk/podsavetheuk Guests: Tom McTague Siân Berry Brian Leishman Wendy Chamberlain Helen Barnard Emma Revie Useful links: Tom McTague's profile of Keir Starmer https://www.newstatesman.com/politics/2025/06/what-keir-starmer-cant-say Support the Trussell Trust's call for an Essential Guarantee! https://www.trussell.org.uk/support-us/guarantee-our-essentials Write to your MP https://www.parliament.uk/get-involved/contact-an-mp-or-lord/contact-your-mp/ Audio Credits: BBC Pod Save the UK is a Reduced Listening production for Crooked Media. Contact us via email: PSUK@reducedlistening.co.uk BlueSky: https://bsky.app/profile/podsavetheuk.crooked.com Insta: https://instagram.com/podsavetheuk Twitter: https://twitter.com/podsavetheuk TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@podsavetheuk Facebook: https://facebook.com/podsavetheuk Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/@PodSavetheUK Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
As Labour skids into yet another U-turn, your co-pilots are here to clear the chaff from the wheat.Allison is hopeful the inquiry could finally shed light on the ‘worst scandal in British history' as it is led by Louise Casey, but is concerned the scope won't see enough towns included by Labour who want to avoid their own patches coming under scrutiny. Meanwhile Liam thinks accusations of racism aimed at Sajid Javid for insisting ethnicity be recorded on these crimes when he was Home Secretary, now seem ridiculous and he should be commended for trying to get a clear picture of the issue. Making a special trip in the rocket this week is campaigner, author and grooming gang survivor Sammy Woodhouse, who shares her thoughts on the national inquiry into grooming gangs and her experiences as an exploited child.Read Liam: ‘Labour's 1970s employment rights bill could send Britain over the edge' https://www.telegraph.co.uk/business/2025/06/15/labour-1970s-employment-rights-bill-could-send-uk-over-edge/ |Read more from Liam: https://www.telegraph.co.uk/authors/liam-halligan/ |Read Allison: ‘No jail sentence is long enough for the cowards who covered up for the Pakistani rape gangs‘ https://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2025/06/17/grooming-gangs-truth-revealed/ |Read more from Allison: https://www.telegraph.co.uk/authors/a/ak-ao/allison-pearson/ |Need help subscribing or reviewing? Learn more about podcasts here: https://www.telegraph.co.uk/radio/podcasts/podcast-can-find-best-ones-listen/ |Email: planetnormal@telegraph.co.uk |For 30 days' free access to The Telegraph: https://www.telegraph.co.uk/normal | Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
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