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The prophet Hosea is told to marry a sex worker.Jesus sends out the 12 and feeds thousands more.PASSAGE OF THE DAY 246 "And will you profane Me among my people for handfuls of barley and for pieces of bread, killing people who should not die, and keeping people alive who should not live, by your lying to My people who listen to lies?"Ezekiel 13:19AUDIO INSPIRATION https://pandora.app.link/L0Y1kQdnXUb

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This week's show is with Coco Oya Cienna-Rey. Coco is the author of Digging for Mother's Bones from Womancraft Publishing, is a UK based mother, grandmother, creative, mystic, soul guide and writer. Her creativity is informed by her journey as a devotee of the Tantric path (an embodied path of self-liberation) and her personal journey with trauma. Coco has always felt a call to channel the Voice of the Divine Feminine and is published in several bestselling anthologies.  Often thought provoking, yet always heartfelt her work speaks of the sacred wisdom stored in the body, the non-linear nature of trauma and the embodiment of soul. She believes that our innate connection to the natural world can heal humanity. As a deeply sensitive, highly empathic gifted intuitive Coco can be found weaving her soul-coaching embodiment work at www.creativelycoco.com  In this episode, Lian and Coco explore the profound journey from trauma to remembrance, from collapse to creative power. Together, they trace the raw, mythic arc of a woman who was silenced by pain… and reborn through the arms of the Great Mother. This conversation moves like an initiation, stirring deep memory in the body, revealing the erotic and mystical core of feminine being. Coco shares the story behind her book's birth: a story that begins in abuse and mental illness and unfolds through a spontaneous Kundalini awakening, a near-death experience, and the long road of integration. She reflects on the sacred technology of the womb, the truth of the Virgin and the Whore as one, and the living presence of the Mother as the centre of all creation. Along the way, she speaks to the wildness of true feminine energy… not as something performative, but as a force of love capable of reshaping the world. Lian and Coco weave personal memory with mythic remembrance, questioning how we reclaim the power of receptivity in a world that has trained us to close. This is an episode that stirs the womb and speaks to the place in every woman that longs to feel… to open… to remember that she is not only enough, but the very axis of life itself. We'd love to know what YOU think about this week's show. Let's carry on the conversation… please leave a comment wherever you are listening or in any of our other spaces to engage. What you'll learn from this episode: How the sexual wounds of the planet are not abstract, but live in the body… and how remembering the womb's creative power begins to restore them Why integrating the Virgin and the Whore is essential to reclaiming the whole feminine… not as metaphor, but as lived, embodied truth The importance of receptivity as a sacred feminine capacity, and how shifting from the front of the body to the back can open the space for life to be received again Resources and stuff spoken about: Visit Coco's Website Join UNIO, the Academy of the Soul This is for the old souls in this new world… Discover your kin & unite with your soul's calling to truly live your myth. Be Mythical Join our mailing list for soul stirring goodness: https://www.bemythical.com/moonly Discover your kin & unite with your soul's calling to truly live your myth: https://www.bemythical.com/unio Go Deeper: https://www.bemythical.com/godeeper Follow us: Facebook Instagram TikTok YouTube Thank you for listening!  

Mrparka's Weekly Reviews and Update Week 426 (07.12.2025) (The Stuff 4K, Cobra 4K, The Beast to Die) www.youtube.com/mrparkahttps://www.instagram.com/mrparka/https://twitter.com/mrparka00http://www.screamingtoilet.com/dvd--blu-rayhttps://www.facebook.com/mrparkahttps://www.facebook.com/screamingpotty/https://letterboxd.com/mrparka/https://www.patreon.com/mrparkahttps://open.spotify.com/show/2oJbmHxOPfYIl92x5g6ogKhttps://anchor.fm/mrparkahttps://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/mrparkas-weekly-reviews-and-update-the-secret-top-10/id1615278571 Time Stamps 0:00“The Stuff” 4K Review - 039“Cobra” 4K Review - 10:14“Gwen and the Book of Sand” 4K Review - 17:31“The Beast to Die” Blu-Ray Review - 21:14“Detonation: Violent Riders” Blu-Ray Review - 28:20“The Beast and the Vixens” Blu-Ray Review - 32:10“M3GAN 2.0” Review - 36:04“Hell of a Summer” Review - 38:15Patreon Pick “Nowhere” Review - 41:39Questions and Answers- 48:05Update/Patreon Drawing - 54:05/ 55:5222 Shots of Moodz and Horror – https://www.22shotsofmoodzandhorror.com/Podcast Under the Stairs – https://tputscast.com/podcastVideo Version – https://youtu.be/yNir14C5Jl0Links Arrow Video - https://www.arrowfilms.com/The Stuff 4K - https://mvdshop.com/products/the-stuff-limited-edition-4k-ultra-hdCobra 4K - https://mvdshop.com/products/cobra-limited-edition-4k-ultra-hdDeaf Crocodile - https://deafcrocodile.com/Gwen and the Book of Sand 4K - https://mvdshop.com/products/gwen-and-the-book-of-sand-4k-uhd-blu-ray-4k-ultra-hdRadiance Films - https://www.radiancefilms.co.uk/The Beast to Die Blu-Ray - https://mvdshop.com/products/the-beast-to-die-blu-ray88 Films - https://88-films.myshopify.com/Detonation: Violent Riders Blu-Ray - https://mvdshop.com/products/detonation-violent-riders-blu-rayDark Force Entertainment - https://darkforcesuperstore.com/The Beast and the Vixens Blu-Ray - https://mvdshop.com/products/the-beast-and-the-vixens-blu-rayM3GAN 2.0 4K - https://www.amazon.com/M3GAN-2-0-Ultra-Blu-ray-Digital/dp/B0FCYWJVB3Hell of a Summer Blu-Ray - https://www.amazon.com/Hell-Summer-Blu-Ray-Finn-Wolfhard/dp/B0F5M8TCBWGregg Araki Teen Apocalypse Trilogy 4K/Blu-Ray - https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/dvd-gregg-araki-s-teen-apocalypse-trilogy-criterion-collectionUpdate 4K 1. Things to Do In Denver When You're Dead2. Graveyard Shift Blu-Ray 3. Whore 4. The 10th Victim5. Number One with a Bullet6. Eastern CondorsFilm Notes The Stuff - 1985 - Larry Cohen Cobra - 1986 - George P. CosmatosGwen and the Book of Sand - 1985 - Jean-François LaguionieThe Beast to Die - 1980 - Toru MurakawaDetonation: Violent Riders - 1975 - Teruo IshiiThe Beast and the Vixens - 1974 - Ray NadeauM3GAN 2.0 - 2025 - Gerard JohnstoneHell of a Summer - 2023 - Billy Bryk, Finn WolfhardNowhere - 1997 - Gregg Araki

Reality TV has been around for a long time, but Whore, I mean, Love Island is the top of the food chain these days.  We have some tweaks that could be made to ensure it stays at the top.  These aren't bad ideas like U2 putting their song on all of the iPhones years ago, or trying to put an old school arcade in a struggling mall.  Like these are really good ideas.

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Samuel privately anoints Saul to be king and gives prophecies of significant events for that day. The first was to happen at Rachel's tomb, she being the mother of Benjamin and therefore likewise an ancestor of Saul; where he would be told to return home as the asses had been found and lest his absence cause anxiety. Next at the oak of Tabor he would be given 3 goats, bread and wine – an indication that on the basis of sacrifice he would be invited into fellowship with God. This is followed by a later encounter with a company of the prophets, who Samuel had founded. This occurs near the Philistine garrison close to Saul's home whence he would temporarily become as one of the prophets: indicating that God would support and bless the mighty undertaking laying before Saul. Later Saul was to meet Samuel at Gilgal, where he would be required to wait seven days until Samuel would come to offer sacrifices. Saul returns home and tells his uncle nothing of his anointing, nor coming sovereignty. The chapter concludes with Saul's humility and public anointing and the mixed reactions to this. Isaiah proclaims the need to expand Zion's tent for she, just like barren Hannah, would embrace a numerous offspring; who as a fulfilment of the promise to Abraham's faithful seed include all nations (Genesis 12:3; Romans 4 verses 13; Galatians 3 verses 7-9, 16, 26-29; 4 verses 21-31). Zion would be Yahweh's redeemed bride and through extension that of our Lord Jesus Christ. As the tumultuous and storm tossed waters of Noah – who as his name indicated brought rest to the earth – so Zion's precious and costly foundations were laid down by the sacrifice of our Lord Jesus, in whom the afflicted find rest (Matthew 11verses 28-30). All her children are v13 “taught of God” and so v17 “no weapon formed can prevail against them”. This remains irrefutable for both natural and spiritual Israel. Our peace being foundered upon our Lord's resurrection and his assurance of our own (Isaiah 28:16; John 6 verses 27-69 – note especially v45 where v13 of Isaiah 5Revelation chapters 17-20 are described in “Apocalypse Epitomised” by H. P. Mansfield as, “The Judgment of the Great Whore and the Triumph of the Lamb”. In chapters 17-18 we read of the destruction of Rome (Babylon the Great). In chapter 17 the Roman Church is described as a great prostitute, who has shed the blood of masses of the believers in the Lord Jesus Christ over centuries. It is presented as riding and controlling a brutish beast. The harlot sits on many waters – ie exercises dominion over many nations see also verse 15; eg in Columbia one can read many signs such as, “young man if you want power, become a priest”. The wine which Rome has used to befuddle the minds of those nations is Rome's teachings (compare Jeremiah 51:7-8). Verse 5 says that on her head was a “mysterious”, or ‘secret', name. The Catholic system is surrounded by secrets – there is within the Catholic catechism's 7 blessed mysteries – starting with the mystery of the Trinity, a fundamental denial of the truth that Jesus came in the flesh. Rome had slain many martyrs (witnesses) of Jesus. “Foxes book of Martyrs” outlines many of these. The sight of the Great Whore brought astonishment to John. The Whore's location is said to be a seven hilled city – Rome – verse 9 (these literal hills were emblematic of the 7 forms of government Rome has had). Verse 18 in addition tells us that at the time Revelation was written – 96 AD – that the city had dominion over the then known world; and that alone was Rome. Chapter 18 tells of the moral pollutions practised by Rome and the destruction that will be brought upon it. The words of verse 2 are an echo of what was said when the first Babylon fell. Verses 2-3 express Yahweh's detestation of the vileness of Rome. Verse 4 is an appeal to God's people to have nothing to do with Rome's behaviours, so as to not share in her calamities. Martin Luther was a devout Church priest until he went to Rome and saw the perversions practised by all levels of the Church, and especially by the pontiff of that era. The Sovereign Lord will repay Rome's evils doubly. The Roman Church describes herself as, “the Mother and Mistress of all Churches”; she sits as a queen, but the Almighty will make her a poverty stricken widow. All will forsake her and rejoice in her destruction. Verses 11-14 give an inventory of these soul merchants (note verse 13 lists among her cargoes, “the souls of men”). Those who have traded with her will be anything but exultant at Rome's fall – there will be weeping and wailing. Rome's overthrow is likened to a great angel casting a millstone into the sea. The blood of the martyrs will finally be avenged.

Imagine a world where you're Russian, gay, and happy about it.No this is not propaganda from the ultra-secret "Pinko" department of the Kremlin (they def have one of those).This is the very real story of the magnificent Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky, one of the world's greatest composers and a big old homosexual.He wrote the 1812 Overture, The Nutcracker, and the world's gayest violin concerto (because it's "exuberant"). He also did Swan Lake, by the way, so perhaps most importantly, we wouldn't have Natalie Portman calling herself a WHORE on a mirror in red lipstick without him.This week, Bash is joined by Princeton professor of music history Simon Morrison — author of Tchaikovsky's Empire — to explore what it meant to be gay (and fabulous) in 19th-century Russia. Together, they dismantle the myth of the tortured, closeted genius and paint a much queerer, more joyful picture of Tchaikovsky's life.

There was a time when men and women worked in sacred partnership. That balance was shattered when systems told men they were meant to lead, and women were meant to serve. This shift didn't just hurt women, it robbed men of purpose, direction, and their divine role.

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Arguably America's greatest living playwright, David Mamet, drops by to discuss movies, theater, philosophy, and his new book, The Disenlightenment: Politics, Horror, and Entertainment, in which he offers sharp insights into American culture, politics, and the art of storytelling. WARNING: THIS EPISODE IS MARKED EXPLICIT as the language gets quite spicy, and we did not quack the f-bombs. Otherwise, the episode would resemble a waddling of ducks. Shout out to our great sponsors CompanyCam.com Jobsite photo tools to manage work from anywhere. American-Giant.com/MIKE Use code MIKE to get 20% off your order. NetSuite.com/Mike Download the FREE e-book, Navigating Global Trade: Insights for Leaders. K12.com/ROWE Find a tuition-free K12-powered school near you. LifeVac.net Use code MIKE to get 20% off your full purchase

In this episode, we trace how women's bodies went from sacred to controlled. Once seen as life bringers and spiritual guides, women were slowly stripped of power through systems that feared their influence. This is about the moment balance broke — and what it's cost us.

Episode 173:For this guest episode it is a very welcome return for Eleanor Conlon, who you will remember discussed Titus Andronicus with me in Episode 22 of this season. Having picked over the brutal actions of that play with Eleanor I was pleased to hear that she was interested in a return visit and to discuss the very different piece that is Love's Labour's Lost. As you will her Eleanor has a great love of this play and brings all the enthusiasm about it to our conversation that you as might expect. If you have not already done so I would recommend listening to my previous episode on Love's Labour's Lost before starting on this one, which adds a lot to what I said in that episode.Eleanor Conlon is an actor, director, and award-winning writer based in Sussex.After completing her BA in English Literature at Goldsmiths, University of London, Eleanor earned her MA in Shakespeare and Early Modern Drama at Kings College and Shakespeare's Globe. While at The Globe, Eleanor worked dramaturgically on productions by Dominic Dromgoole, Matthew Dunster, and Jeremy Herrin, and with Jenny Tiramani on the Original Practices Costume Archive.As an academic, her research focused on Renaissance Magic, Gender and Culture in Early Modern London, though for more than a decade her career has been less theoretical and more practical. After achieving success with her theatre company ‘The Barefoot Players' in the late 2000s and early 2010s, with which she produced plays including ‘Tis Pity She's a Whore', ‘Doctor Faustus' and ‘The Alchemist', the latter two of which she also directed, as well as productions of several of Shakespeare's works, plays by Ibsen, Oscar Wilde, and others. She founded her current theatre company ‘Rust & Stardust' where working with her puppet-maker partner Katie Sommers Eleanor has written over a dozen plays rooted in English folklore and toured these shows all over the UK.In addition to all this, and as you are about to hear, in 2023 she launched the Three Ravens Podcast with her partner Martin Vaux – also a writer and actor – which explores history, legends, and diverse aspects of folk culture.Link to Three Ravens Podcast website: www.threeravenspodcast.comFor the Three Ravens Folktales Book:Link to Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Three-Ravens-Folk-Tales-half-forgotten/dp/1803999683Link To Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/Three-Ravens-Folk-Tales-half-forgotten-ebook/dp/B0CW1GB63M/ref=sr_1_1Support the podcast at:www.thehistoryofeuropeantheatre.comwww.patreon.com/thoetpwww.ko-fi.com/thoetp Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In this episode, we go deeper into the ancient feminine power they tried to bury.Before patriarchy rewrote the narrative, women were seen as sacred. Goddesses like Inanna, Hathor, Lilith, Aphrodite, Oshun, and Shakti weren't just symbols, they represented fertility, sensuality, leadership, wisdom, and divine authority. But over time, their stories were distorted or erased altogether.This episode is a reminder that your power has ancient roots. We're not reclaiming anything new, we're remembering what they tried to make us forget.

This week the lassies discuss Whore Sauce, Slime and Emotional AffairsLike, share, and subscribe to @materialgirlcomedyMake sure to check out:Material Girl Podcast https://linktr.ee/materialgirlcomedyMaterial Girl Live shows https://linktr.ee/materialgirlcomedyMaterial Girl Newsletter https://substack.com/@materialgirlcomedyFollow Susan Riddell & Amanda Dwyer & Material Girl on socials:@susanriddellcomedian https://linktr.ee/susrid@amandadwyerrlolYou can follow Material Girl on Instagram and TikTok for clips, news and more! Leave a 5 star review!Email us your questions: materialgirlthepodcast@gmail.com#podcast #comedy #podcastclips #funny #standupcomedy #jokes #fyp #womenincomedy #materialgirlcomedy #susanriddell #amandadwyer Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Take Your Power Back Show Alert!  RISING UP FOR THE CHILDRENKim Yeater sits down with Pastor David Bryan, JJ Carrell & Mark Anthony to expose the horrific truth of human trafficking and set the stage for the REV 17: Rising Up for the Children Conference! (June 20–22, 2025).   REV 17: Destroying the Whore of Babylon is a 3-day call to action at Church of Glad Tidings & The Embassy of Heaven in Yuba City, CA. This isn't just a conference—it's a movement. We'll confront child sex trafficking head-on, equip believers for spiritual and cultural warfare, and launch Peace of Heaven Children's Paradise, a healing refuge for rescued kids. Expect bold teaching, worship, survivor stories, and frontline strategies fueled by faith and justice.   Take your place in this eternal fight!June 20–22, 2025Register now at peaceofheaven.life  #TakeYourPowerBack #REV17 #EndChildTrafficking #PeaceOfHeavenSEE THE LIVE SHOW ON RUMBLE:Vhttps://rumble.com/v6umxih-rising-up-for-the-children.htmlSupport our Sponsors at https://TakeYourPowerBackShow.com Thumbs Up Share & LikeSee it Full Show on Rumble: Kim Yeater-Take Your Power Back Showhttps://KimYeater.com https://www.TakeYourPowerBackShow.com Rumble: https://rumble.com/c/TakeYourPowerBackShow Live Stream: https://rumble.com/TakeYourPowerBackShow/livePodcast Platforms: https://takeyourpowerbackshow.buzzsprout.com Patriot TV:  https://patriot.tv/take-your-power-back/  X @realkimyeaterFB kimberlyyeater & TakeyourpowerbackshowIG Takeyourpowerback_kimyeaterT takeyourpowerbackshow All Media Inquiry here: TYPBProducer@gmail.com Take Our Border Backhttps://TakeOurBorderBack. Com https://rumble.com/c/TakeOurBorderBack Live Stream:  https://rumble.com/TakeOurBorderBack/live X @TobbconvoymainX @TobbconvoycaliforniaX @TobbconvoyarizonaX @Tobbconvoytexas  https://TakeOurBorderBack. Com https://rumble.com/c/TakeOurBorderBack Live Stream:  https://rumble.com/TakeOurBorderBack/live X @TobbconvoymainX @TobbconvoycaX @TobbconvoyazX @TobbconvoytxSend us a textSupport the show

Welcome to the Holy, Not Whore Series — a journey into the truth about the feminine, her sacred power, and the history they tried to erase.In this series, we explore:• How the feminine was once honored, not shamed.• How sacred sexuality became distorted over time.• The real history behind the sacred prostitute archetype.• Why reclaiming this knowledge matters today.✦ Subscribe to the blog for future installments:https://open.substack.com/pub/goddessconfessions?r=5lzltz&utm_medium=ios&utm_source=profile

Join Mark Call of Shabbat Shalom Mesa fellowship for a two-part look at the second reading from the Book of Bemidbar, or Numbers, parsha "Naso" (Numbers 4:21 through all of chapter 7.) The Erev Shabbat reading begins with the 'head count' of the families which make up the tribe of Levi, through the process for the 'sota', or woman who is SUSPECTED of adultery, through the Nazerite vow, and then the longest, and most redundant, and thus 'perplexing' chapter in the Torah: https://hebrewnationonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2025/06/SSM-6-6-25-Naso-teaching-podcast-xx.mp3 Since Mark has talked about the 'cup' placed in the hand of the woman suspected of adultery often, and the connections, from Moses and the Golden Calf to Gethsemane and finally the Whore of Babylon in Revelation, this time the focus of the Sabbath Day midrash is a bit different. In John chapter 8, while Yahushua is teaching at the temple, a woman is brought before Him -- to 'test him' the text says -- who was allegedly caught in adultery, "the very act." Whereupon, Mark demonstrates, that most teachings in 'sun-day skool' proceed to miss the entire point of the story! And it certainly was NOT that He "did away with the law," or even "raised the bar," on His own Word. There is a larger pattern in evidence here as well. Naso: "Where is the MAN?" https://hebrewnationonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2025/06/WT-CooH-6-7-25-Naso-Wheres-the-Man-podcast-xxx.mp3 The combined two-part reading and Sabbath midrash:

 Karen Saves The Universe: Part 1Desperate aliens kidnap a Karen to save their world!Based on a post by LingeringAfterthought, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.On the starship Onan, the Priamites dubiously watched the screen display the creature. Dr. Fehr's algorithm had brought them trekking across the galaxy to a smallish, blue planet around an unimpressive star. While there was no denying the power emitted by the angry, festering organic matter before them, the thought of containing it and bringing it back to Priam was daunting. Still, the fate of their world hung upon the success of their mission."Do we have; uh; audio yet, Lieutenant Cavill?" Captain Hemsworth said, pausing briefly to joylessly ejaculate into his cumsuit, which quickly reclaimed the essence he emitted and channeled it into one of the suit's containment pouches to be resorbed as nourishment.Ever since the people of Eros had unleashed their horrific weapon on them, the Priamites orgasmed almost constantly. The Eros Curse, which seemed like a gift at first, became a tool of enslavement and oppression as the great Priam civilization devolved into listless people who passed the time sitting and staring at nothing in particular. Even special holidays were simply spent gathered in each other's' houses, grunting intermittently. The children of Priam, spared by the curse of Eros by living in growth pods, were never exposed to the disease or its effects until the seemingly arbitrary age of 18, so at least there was no trouble with the censors. The demands of orgasming so frequently took its toll on the Priamite's bodies. Dehydration, muscle spasms, and fatigue were common. The effects on the mind were worse. It wasn't until the invention of the cumsuit, which not only reclaimed the fluid loss and prevented dehydration, but also reduced arousing sensations until the wearer was nearly numb, that it was possible for them to journey out into the stars in search of a cure.Guided by the ancient journals of the revered Dr. Fehr, the Priamites had come to a small planet where it was foretold that there was a force of great and terrible power. It was hoped that this force could be used to break free of the cruel Eros Curse, but time was running out. Even wearing the cumsuits, the crew of the Onan, who were the most stoic, intellectual and sexless men of Priam, felt themselves progressively weakening to the Curse. It was only a matter of time until they lost all sense of duty and simply went adrift through the universe."No audio yet, Captain. The resonant frequency is so shrill that if we don't modulate the pitch; uh;” Lieutenant Cavill replied, closing his eyes and shaking as he orgasmed, then collapsed and stared blankly at the control panels as he recovered.Another crewman took over at the panel, "Captain, I can give you audio, but only for a short time. Even on their planet, they; they; oh; oh fuck;” the replacement said, stiffening as he spurted inside his suit, then shook his head to clear it and looked to their leader for orders. Captain Hemsworth braced himself in his chair and nodded for him to activate audio.A horrendous braying screech filled the bridge, “ No Idea Why You People Can't Even Take An Order Right! I Ordered The Cobb Salad With Extra Avocado! I Don't Care If It's Not On There Or Not! Fix The Damn Menu! I Have Been Coming Here For Over 15 Years And I Know For A Fact That You People Had Cobb Salad On There Two Years Ago When You Were Called Baker's Pie;"Another voice interjected, soft and conciliatory, "Oh, yes, ma'am; I see the confusion. The Baker's Pie that was here went out of business. This restaurant is Snooker's, now, so we don't have the same menu, but our club salad is very similar to;""Are You Actually Interrupting Me? Get. Me. A. Cobb. Salad. Extra Avocado! Do You Understand? Extra Avocado! Mucho Amortado! Comprendo Estupido?"Even in that short interlude, most of the Onan's bridge crew had begun bleeding from their ears and collapsing onto the deck. Captain Hemsworth, a man of rare tolerance and stamina, struggled past their unconscious bodies to the control panel and lowered the volume until it was barely audible. "Computer, disburse caffeline into bridge life support systems, 15 parts per million," he mumbled, leaning on the control panel for support as the strong stimulant hissed into the room. He didn't like to use the drug, because the heightened energy it gave often led to periods of prolonged involuntary masturbation, but he couldn't afford to waste time for the crewmen to awaken naturally. Not when conditions were so dire on Priam.Lieutenant Cavill groaned and rose weakly, climbing back into his console chair and checking the readings. "What happened, Captain? Our scans showed a primitive civilization on the planet without any meaningful defenses. What was that? Some kind of weapon?" he asked.Captain Hemsworth did a double-take at the crewman in wonder, but he said nothing. All around him, he watched the rest of the crew slowly getting to their feet and going back to their positions. All the men were alert, aware, and focused on their duties. Several of them were talking to each other; in full uninterrupted sentences. No one drooled, no one's eyes rolled back; not one of them stared off into space, as if dully re-living the curse that had infected their brains. He, himself, had not even felt the urge to sexually relieve himself once, even with the high levels of caffeline in the air. Indeed, he had not felt anything below the waist; not since he heard that voice. He doubted whether he would have the urge to orgasm ever again. They had finally done it."That was no weapon, Cavill; it is what we came here to find. It's the cure that Dr. Fehr told us was here all along. Contact High Command and tell them; tell them we found it. Tell them we have found; The Karen.The man-eating woman.After straightening out the incompetent waiter on her order, Karen Carmichael excused herself from her prayer group's table and walked to the restrooms, incensed. What kind of man actually cries when taking an order for a salad? Probably gay; or whatever kids were calling themselves these days. Was there such a thing as "gay" anymore, when people "identified" themselves as whatever the hell occurred to them? What was the point of picking a sexuality when people didn't even have a species anymore?Of course, Travis the Waiter had to play the victim about it, too, making the entire restaurant gawk over at their table like they were monsters. He probably knew they were a nice church group and went out of his way to make trouble. Sure, they all scream for "tolerance," but their types couldn't wait to attack nice people of faith like her who showed the world what it was to be decent and pure of heart. Well, he could just kiss his tip money goodbye! Tipping had gotten ridiculous anyway; a generation of whiny babies feeling entitled to extra money just for doing their jobs. ‘If ‘; they did their jobs. She couldn't even get a salad; and, by God, if the Manager didn't make things right, her Yelp review on this place would burn a hole through people's screens!Karen pushed on the door to the restroom tightly clutching her can of pepper spray, because sexual predators were always trying to rape women like her in public restrooms, and she nearly screamed when the door opened. Wet paper towels were everywhere. The garbage bin was overflowing, and some slob had splashed water all over the sink area! Now, she'd have to make the Manager take care of this, too! More drama, when she just wanted to have a nice lunch with her friends. And, of course, the Manager would just try to ‘handle ‘; her; as if she was some unreasonable bitch just for wanting to use a facility that wasn't absolutely disgusting! Then looking near her, but not at her, the Manager would apologize in that fake-nice voice and offer to comp her meal; offering her even more of what was bad in the first place. Managers and their fake apologies. They weren't sorry. The soulless jerks never meant it. They just wanted her to go away; acting like she was a scamming thief instead of someone who just wanted to be treated decently.She settled on the toilet and tried to calm herself. Lately, half the time she wanted to cry, or scream, or tear out her hair; but it wouldn't matter. Nothing would change. Everything changed around her, though. Menus; her children; hairstyles; prices; everything changed. It felt like everything had just left her behind. She looked everywhere for the things she used to love, but she couldn't find them anymore; and if she did find them, they weren't the same as they once were. Nothing made her feel her joy like she used to. That was it. Maybe she was done; that her turn at having any real joy was over. Now, the only time anyone tried to make her happy, or even looked at her, was when she screamed at them.Karen opened her eyes to a rattling sound at the door of her long, handicapped-bathroom stall. "Occupied!" she called out. To her dismay, the dial holding the sliding bolt turned all by itself and the door unlocked. "Hey! Get out!" she yelled, grabbing her pepper spray and holding it in front of her while she tried to stand and pull up her yoga pants."Nice human; good human;” a vaguely disembodied male voice said as a dark, hooded figure in a bizarre form-fitting spacesuit stepped into her stall holding what looked like a staff with a flexible loop affixed to the end of it. It slowly stepped toward her, as cautiously as one might approach a spooked animal. "Human want a nice piece of kale? Yes you do! Yes you do! Who's a good human?" it asked, holding out a curly dark green leaf to her and shaking it temptingly."What the hell?" she yelled, fumbling with the pepper spray can and trying to figure out how to make it work, just as the loop at the end of the staff went down over her head and around her neck, cinching tight.Karen choked, clutching at the loop with one hand, trying to loosen it so she could breathe, and with the other she emptied the can of pepper spray into the hooded face of her attacker. She struggled wildly, but the staff with the loop effectively controlled her and prevented her from landing any punches or kicks on her attacker. As darkness started creeping in on her vision, the last thing she saw was the figure deeply inhale the cloud of pepper spray and hold its breath, then say in a choked voice, "Ready for transport, sir; and man, they've got some good shit down here;”The forgotten leaf of kale fell down next to where Karen's cheek was pressed against the filthy bathroom floor, and with what she feared was her dying breath she choked out, "I want; to see; the; Manager;”Karen's ne victim."I used kale, Sir. Worked like a charm. It's one of the most nutritionally dense materials on the planet, so naturally, it was irresistible," a larger Priamite said to Captain Hemsworth, as he stripped out of his protective suit in a small enclave, bathed in an undulating light.Captain Hemsworth nodded. "Good work, Commander Momoa. Decontaminate for a full four cycles and I want protective measures in place for all personnel. God knows what this thing is capable of when it wakes."Karen heard garbled voices nearby, but kept her eyes closed and tried to steady her breathing. What had happened? The air smelled odd; almost crackling with ozone and energy, like a storm coming. The ambient sounds of the room told her she was not in Snookers anymore. Probably human traffickers. She saw a whole show about it. The bastards kidnapped her and were going to sell her into sexual slavery; except that she wasn't a teenager. She was 51 years old. Nobody would pay for sex with her, much less risk a felony conviction for it. Any ransom demands sent to her husband were going to have disappointing results, as well. So, what was going on? Why was she here? The kids were in college and wouldn't even notice she was gone until Christmas came. Her friends; her passive-aggressive competitors, if she was being honest; they'd just assume she left in a huff and stiffed them on the lunch check. The cold, hard truth was: nobody cared about her anymore and she knew it. That meant, if she was going to get out of this, she would have to do it herself. Her cheek hurt where it had hit that disgusting bathroom floor and she reached her hand up to touch it. The voices yelped in alarm and Karen opened her eyes to see two figures backing away from the enclosure she was imprisoned in."Who the hell are you, and what have you done with my purse?" she yelled, pushing herself to her feet. She walked toward them, crossing her arms and glaring. "I want whoever is in charge over here right now! I mean it!" she yelled, pointing as she walked toward them. One of the figures screamed, clutched at his ears and doubled over, staggering around the room dramatically. The other, larger one she recognized from the restaurant bathroom was in some tanning-booth-looking-thing, half naked and gorgeous in a likely-sexual-predator kind of way. Rather than flailing around the room, he seemed to have gone into a catatonic trance. God, people were useless. "You! Himbo!" she shouted, pointing at him. "Where is my purse? Did you even think to get it when you kidnapped me, or am I going to miss my Ozempic shot? I hope to God you assholes have good lawyers!"The beefy kidnapper in the tanning booth wobbled, then vomited loudly. Karen snorted as he slid down to the floor, unconscious. Pathetic. The smaller figure dove toward a panel on the wall next to her enclosure and pressed a few buttons and she heard the ambient noise of her room change, like it was encased, somehow."I've muted it. It's become even stronger than before;” Captain Hemsworth gasped, helping Commander Momoa to his feet again."How are we going to get it back to Priam? We could choke it out again every time it awakens; give the privilege out as a reward to the crew?" Commander Momoa suggested eagerly."No," Captain Hemsworth said, coming closer to the force field separating him from the angry Karen still yelling and pointing from inside the enclosure. "The cumulative effects of throttling it constantly might affect its functioning. We need The Karen at full power if we are to rescue Priam. We need to keep it conscious. We must feed it, provide it breathing gasses, and keep it clean; it appears to be constantly decaying. That reminds me ; cleaning duty goes to Ensign Holland. He's still on my shit list after the incident with the Zendayans.""Aye, sir."Captain Hemsworth cleared his throat and pressed another button on the side panel. "Hail Karen, bringer of blessed flaccidity, destroyer of abhorrent lust, and banisher of all erotic thought. We are men of the planet Priam. We mean you no harm. We come to you seeking aid, and we come in peace. Actually, until we found you, we would come almost constantly. It was disgusting. Everything was sticky. You see, our enemies from Eros sent us the most perfect pornographic images disguised in an innocent-looking email attachment. Once they were seen, they could not be unseen. They were burned into our brains, cursing us with perpetual arousal. The first wave of Priamites were taken by surprise once they activated the link. The next wave fell victim when the first wave posted the link on their social media because it was just so unbelievably; anyway, after the rest of our population fell out of curiosity or boredom, our civilization was nearly destroyed. We have been searching the stars for a cure, but to no avail. Then, just as all hope seemed lost, we found you; we heard your voice; and our loins finally withered. You are now a guest on my ship, The Onan, en route to my homeworld Priam. There, we will deliver your noxious, strident sounds to everyone, freeing them from their intransigent arousal. Then, after we are assured that all have been cured, we shall return you to your home."At this, Karen made an unpleasant face and began breathing on the clear wall of her enclosure, fogging it. Then, she quickly wrote a short message. "What does it mean?" Commander Momoa said, squinting at the squiggling lines she had made.At this, the computer made a chirp and began speaking, "The message, from the American dialect of the language English translates to: Why didn't you just make a recording?"Captain Hemsworth's shoulders slumped and he closed his eyes with a sigh. Commander Momoa's eyes went wide and he clapped his hand over his face in exasperation. "Fuck;” Momoa said in realization. "A recording;”"Dammit. We didn't have to take her at all, did we?" Captain Hemsworth groaned.Karen glared at them and wrote another word on the wall. As certain as Captain Hemsworth was that he did not need or want the translation, the computer was already on the job. "'Dumbasses,'" the computer cheerfully intoned, "a colloquial phrase, plural of the insult 'dumbass,' meaning 'a foolish or stupid person.'""End translation. Yes, Karen, if we had thought to record your voice instead of kidnapping you, this might have been a much shorter story, and considerably less inconvenient, but as it is, we are closer to Priam than Earth at this point, and our course is set. We will bring you to Priam and then return you home. Perhaps kidnapping you was not the most well-considered solution, but I defy you to think clearly after constantly watching porn for eons and let me know if you do any better."Karen's new calling.Great; as if getting old wasn't insult enough, I've actually become an intergalactic sexual repellent, Karen thought to herself as she paced around her cell. A lifetime of trying to do things right, and this is what it gets me. She wasn't so surprised that there were aliens in the universe, or that they had somehow weaponized porn, but that with all their advancements they were still so stupid!Sighing, she closed her eyes and listened to the ambient sounds of her cell. Life had been so noisy, the last 30 years. Everyone needing her, pulling on her for one thing or another. No peace. Lately though, with the kids gone and Cal; otherwise occupied; life had gone silent. The silence that she had wished for held no peace when it finally came. It just reverberated with the memory of things that had left her behind, making her anxious to fill the emptiness with noise. Nothing came to lure her mind away from the silence, no pleasurable temptations; her duties were done and it felt wrong to do, or even think about, anything else. My god, she had been kidnapped, was flying through the galaxy, and was surrounded by beefcake aliens and she was still thinking about that stupid loose tile in the master bathroom; she needed to get it fixed before the house was sold.A slight sound outside her cell drew her attention. "Who's there?" Karen asked, softly, opening her eyes.A wide-eyed figure peered around the edge of her cell, moving with cautious curiosity. It seemed younger than the other ones. It moved with a sense of barely-restrained eagerness, adorable and earnest. It also held a curved sort of wand in its hand."Honey, if you're here to anally probe me, I'll pass. I already had a colonoscopy this year, I'll have them send you the records;” she murmured, not expecting an answer.After a pause as the figure listened to the translation, its large eyes got even wider. "Is that how you poop?" he asked."What?" she asked, looking more closely at the young alien."I'm supposed to clean your cell when you poop; but you haven't pooped yet; wait, do colonoscopies make you poop?" it asked, scandalized.Karen closed her eyes and shook her head, "No. Colonoscopies put a small camera up your ass so that we can pay a doctor to do what we were afraid aliens like you would do to us if we got drunk in cornfields too much. They don't make us poop. In fact; well, never mind;” she trailed off, embarrassed.She still had vivid memories of her first colonoscopy earlier in the year, drinking gallons of preparatory laxatives, and the resulting quality time with her phone on the toilet. It was an odd experience; not awful, but not one that she could talk to anyone about. Her friends only talked about their kids and their successes, or whose husband cheated on them with some young thing, viciously salivating over their friends' misery with barely concealed glee. Forget about talking through her fears about it with Cal; that wasn't something he was interested in. Not anymore.After the procedure, she had been scared and disoriented from the sedation. For whatever reason, Cal hadn't shown up to give her a ride home. The stupid clinic wouldn't let her leave until someone could drive her home and take care of her. She just sat there getting more and more anxious. Eventually, she called an Uber and begged Xabiib the driver to pretend to be her neighbor; or just someone who cared about her. She spent the ride home trying to say his name correctly while he chuckled and repeated it for her. It was so horrifyingly embarrassing. It's one thing to have no one care about you, but another thing to have the whole world know about it when you were helpless and confused.Tears had rolled down her cheeks and she absently wiped them off with her hand. The young alien sat up and craned his head to look at the liquid on her hand. Karen snorted, "At ease, Holland. It's not poop. You're not getting anything out of me unless you have some heavy-duty magnesium supplements or yogurt."Holland's eyes went wide, "Are humans telepathic???" he gasped. "How did you know my name? Wow, that's so cool! Do it again! What am I thinking about now?"Karen suppressed a smile. Closing her eyes, she pressed her fingers to her temples and swayed from side to side, mysteriously. "I see something; something in the mist; something about; could it be; no, it makes no sense. Is it; a Zen; Zendayan? Does that make any sense to you?" she asked.Holland dropped his curved instrument in shock. "Yes! Yes! We just met them! We negotiated with them for supplies! I was there to carry stuff and; and;” he paused, shrinking in on himself a bit. "They are so beautiful. The Zendayans? So beautiful; and super nice; and just; like wow; I was supposed to just stand there until they were done with the talking and bowing and stuff, but they were just like so beautiful.""Well, what happened?" Karen asked."Captain introduced me and I bowed to them. I was feeling dizzy because, you know, their beautifulness just keeps radiating off them. Then; then; the most beautiful of them; she smiled." Holland stared at nothing, immersed in the memory, then wobbled, tipped over, and lay on the floor staring at the ceiling.Karen bit her lips in amusement. "I see. What did you do then?""I; I; I started talking and then I just couldn't stop because I was just trying to say how beautiful she was and how it just made my mind explode when she smiled and then I might have peed on the floor.""Oh dear," Karen said, cringing in sympathy. "We don't always put forward the face we want to when we are in our feelings, do we?" she said, quietly."Yeah; I've been cleaning poop ever since;” Holland sighed. After a while he sat back up, picked up the curved instrument and began twirling it in his hands. "So, like; what about you? Have you always made horrible noises?" he asked.Karen huffed, but then she saw the oblivious earnestness in Holland's face and sighed. "No; I wasn't always; like this. In fact, until about 30 years ago, I made beautiful noises. I was a pianist," she said."But, wait, they said you were a female;” Holland said, confused."Pee, an, ist," Karen repeated slowly. "I played the piano. It's an instrument; I was a musician. I was a student at Juilliard. It's a school on Earth; it was like a dream to even get in. I was on a scholarship, living in this shoddy apartment with my roommate Dana;” she trailed off, thinking about those days when everything seemed possible."Wait! Are you remembering?" Holland asked, breaking her reverie. "Can I remember it, too? Nobody wants to remember with me ever since the Zendayans, so I'm just left with my own memories and it gets so boring.""What are you talking about?""Well, it's kinda like; um; let me just show you. Computer, scan The Karen and project her memories," Holland ordered. A humming noise filled the room and a beam of light shot out of the wall and passed over her several times. Suddenly, her cell transformed into her shoddy apartment in Newark, New Jersey."Oh my gosh; it's just like it," Karen gasped looking around."Humans dream of getting into this?" Holland said, scrutinizing a cockroach scurrying along the floor."No, silly. This was our apartment across the river. We lived here when we weren't at school. Dana and I moved off campus in our second year. We took jobs on the side through an agency. That was when;” she sat down and a phone in the apartment's bedroom began ringing.A long, pale arm reached out of a pile of blankets on the bed and grabbed the phone. "Hullo?" Dana mumbled. A voice on the phone sounded irate. "Yeah, I'm almost there," she said and hung up.

 Karen Saves The Universe: Part 1Desperate aliens kidnap a Karen to save their world!Based on a post by LingeringAfterthought, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.On the starship Onan, the Priamites dubiously watched the screen display the creature. Dr. Fehr's algorithm had brought them trekking across the galaxy to a smallish, blue planet around an unimpressive star. While there was no denying the power emitted by the angry, festering organic matter before them, the thought of containing it and bringing it back to Priam was daunting. Still, the fate of their world hung upon the success of their mission."Do we have; uh; audio yet, Lieutenant Cavill?" Captain Hemsworth said, pausing briefly to joylessly ejaculate into his cumsuit, which quickly reclaimed the essence he emitted and channeled it into one of the suit's containment pouches to be resorbed as nourishment.Ever since the people of Eros had unleashed their horrific weapon on them, the Priamites orgasmed almost constantly. The Eros Curse, which seemed like a gift at first, became a tool of enslavement and oppression as the great Priam civilization devolved into listless people who passed the time sitting and staring at nothing in particular. Even special holidays were simply spent gathered in each other's' houses, grunting intermittently. The children of Priam, spared by the curse of Eros by living in growth pods, were never exposed to the disease or its effects until the seemingly arbitrary age of 18, so at least there was no trouble with the censors. The demands of orgasming so frequently took its toll on the Priamite's bodies. Dehydration, muscle spasms, and fatigue were common. The effects on the mind were worse. It wasn't until the invention of the cumsuit, which not only reclaimed the fluid loss and prevented dehydration, but also reduced arousing sensations until the wearer was nearly numb, that it was possible for them to journey out into the stars in search of a cure.Guided by the ancient journals of the revered Dr. Fehr, the Priamites had come to a small planet where it was foretold that there was a force of great and terrible power. It was hoped that this force could be used to break free of the cruel Eros Curse, but time was running out. Even wearing the cumsuits, the crew of the Onan, who were the most stoic, intellectual and sexless men of Priam, felt themselves progressively weakening to the Curse. It was only a matter of time until they lost all sense of duty and simply went adrift through the universe."No audio yet, Captain. The resonant frequency is so shrill that if we don't modulate the pitch; uh;” Lieutenant Cavill replied, closing his eyes and shaking as he orgasmed, then collapsed and stared blankly at the control panels as he recovered.Another crewman took over at the panel, "Captain, I can give you audio, but only for a short time. Even on their planet, they; they; oh; oh fuck;” the replacement said, stiffening as he spurted inside his suit, then shook his head to clear it and looked to their leader for orders. Captain Hemsworth braced himself in his chair and nodded for him to activate audio.A horrendous braying screech filled the bridge, “ No Idea Why You People Can't Even Take An Order Right! I Ordered The Cobb Salad With Extra Avocado! I Don't Care If It's Not On There Or Not! Fix The Damn Menu! I Have Been Coming Here For Over 15 Years And I Know For A Fact That You People Had Cobb Salad On There Two Years Ago When You Were Called Baker's Pie;"Another voice interjected, soft and conciliatory, "Oh, yes, ma'am; I see the confusion. The Baker's Pie that was here went out of business. This restaurant is Snooker's, now, so we don't have the same menu, but our club salad is very similar to;""Are You Actually Interrupting Me? Get. Me. A. Cobb. Salad. Extra Avocado! Do You Understand? Extra Avocado! Mucho Amortado! Comprendo Estupido?"Even in that short interlude, most of the Onan's bridge crew had begun bleeding from their ears and collapsing onto the deck. Captain Hemsworth, a man of rare tolerance and stamina, struggled past their unconscious bodies to the control panel and lowered the volume until it was barely audible. "Computer, disburse caffeline into bridge life support systems, 15 parts per million," he mumbled, leaning on the control panel for support as the strong stimulant hissed into the room. He didn't like to use the drug, because the heightened energy it gave often led to periods of prolonged involuntary masturbation, but he couldn't afford to waste time for the crewmen to awaken naturally. Not when conditions were so dire on Priam.Lieutenant Cavill groaned and rose weakly, climbing back into his console chair and checking the readings. "What happened, Captain? Our scans showed a primitive civilization on the planet without any meaningful defenses. What was that? Some kind of weapon?" he asked.Captain Hemsworth did a double-take at the crewman in wonder, but he said nothing. All around him, he watched the rest of the crew slowly getting to their feet and going back to their positions. All the men were alert, aware, and focused on their duties. Several of them were talking to each other; in full uninterrupted sentences. No one drooled, no one's eyes rolled back; not one of them stared off into space, as if dully re-living the curse that had infected their brains. He, himself, had not even felt the urge to sexually relieve himself once, even with the high levels of caffeline in the air. Indeed, he had not felt anything below the waist; not since he heard that voice. He doubted whether he would have the urge to orgasm ever again. They had finally done it."That was no weapon, Cavill; it is what we came here to find. It's the cure that Dr. Fehr told us was here all along. Contact High Command and tell them; tell them we found it. Tell them we have found; The Karen.The man-eating woman.After straightening out the incompetent waiter on her order, Karen Carmichael excused herself from her prayer group's table and walked to the restrooms, incensed. What kind of man actually cries when taking an order for a salad? Probably gay; or whatever kids were calling themselves these days. Was there such a thing as "gay" anymore, when people "identified" themselves as whatever the hell occurred to them? What was the point of picking a sexuality when people didn't even have a species anymore?Of course, Travis the Waiter had to play the victim about it, too, making the entire restaurant gawk over at their table like they were monsters. He probably knew they were a nice church group and went out of his way to make trouble. Sure, they all scream for "tolerance," but their types couldn't wait to attack nice people of faith like her who showed the world what it was to be decent and pure of heart. Well, he could just kiss his tip money goodbye! Tipping had gotten ridiculous anyway; a generation of whiny babies feeling entitled to extra money just for doing their jobs. ‘If ‘; they did their jobs. She couldn't even get a salad; and, by God, if the Manager didn't make things right, her Yelp review on this place would burn a hole through people's screens!Karen pushed on the door to the restroom tightly clutching her can of pepper spray, because sexual predators were always trying to rape women like her in public restrooms, and she nearly screamed when the door opened. Wet paper towels were everywhere. The garbage bin was overflowing, and some slob had splashed water all over the sink area! Now, she'd have to make the Manager take care of this, too! More drama, when she just wanted to have a nice lunch with her friends. And, of course, the Manager would just try to ‘handle ‘; her; as if she was some unreasonable bitch just for wanting to use a facility that wasn't absolutely disgusting! Then looking near her, but not at her, the Manager would apologize in that fake-nice voice and offer to comp her meal; offering her even more of what was bad in the first place. Managers and their fake apologies. They weren't sorry. The soulless jerks never meant it. They just wanted her to go away; acting like she was a scamming thief instead of someone who just wanted to be treated decently.She settled on the toilet and tried to calm herself. Lately, half the time she wanted to cry, or scream, or tear out her hair; but it wouldn't matter. Nothing would change. Everything changed around her, though. Menus; her children; hairstyles; prices; everything changed. It felt like everything had just left her behind. She looked everywhere for the things she used to love, but she couldn't find them anymore; and if she did find them, they weren't the same as they once were. Nothing made her feel her joy like she used to. That was it. Maybe she was done; that her turn at having any real joy was over. Now, the only time anyone tried to make her happy, or even looked at her, was when she screamed at them.Karen opened her eyes to a rattling sound at the door of her long, handicapped-bathroom stall. "Occupied!" she called out. To her dismay, the dial holding the sliding bolt turned all by itself and the door unlocked. "Hey! Get out!" she yelled, grabbing her pepper spray and holding it in front of her while she tried to stand and pull up her yoga pants."Nice human; good human;” a vaguely disembodied male voice said as a dark, hooded figure in a bizarre form-fitting spacesuit stepped into her stall holding what looked like a staff with a flexible loop affixed to the end of it. It slowly stepped toward her, as cautiously as one might approach a spooked animal. "Human want a nice piece of kale? Yes you do! Yes you do! Who's a good human?" it asked, holding out a curly dark green leaf to her and shaking it temptingly."What the hell?" she yelled, fumbling with the pepper spray can and trying to figure out how to make it work, just as the loop at the end of the staff went down over her head and around her neck, cinching tight.Karen choked, clutching at the loop with one hand, trying to loosen it so she could breathe, and with the other she emptied the can of pepper spray into the hooded face of her attacker. She struggled wildly, but the staff with the loop effectively controlled her and prevented her from landing any punches or kicks on her attacker. As darkness started creeping in on her vision, the last thing she saw was the figure deeply inhale the cloud of pepper spray and hold its breath, then say in a choked voice, "Ready for transport, sir; and man, they've got some good shit down here;”The forgotten leaf of kale fell down next to where Karen's cheek was pressed against the filthy bathroom floor, and with what she feared was her dying breath she choked out, "I want; to see; the; Manager;”Karen's ne victim."I used kale, Sir. Worked like a charm. It's one of the most nutritionally dense materials on the planet, so naturally, it was irresistible," a larger Priamite said to Captain Hemsworth, as he stripped out of his protective suit in a small enclave, bathed in an undulating light.Captain Hemsworth nodded. "Good work, Commander Momoa. Decontaminate for a full four cycles and I want protective measures in place for all personnel. God knows what this thing is capable of when it wakes."Karen heard garbled voices nearby, but kept her eyes closed and tried to steady her breathing. What had happened? The air smelled odd; almost crackling with ozone and energy, like a storm coming. The ambient sounds of the room told her she was not in Snookers anymore. Probably human traffickers. She saw a whole show about it. The bastards kidnapped her and were going to sell her into sexual slavery; except that she wasn't a teenager. She was 51 years old. Nobody would pay for sex with her, much less risk a felony conviction for it. Any ransom demands sent to her husband were going to have disappointing results, as well. So, what was going on? Why was she here? The kids were in college and wouldn't even notice she was gone until Christmas came. Her friends; her passive-aggressive competitors, if she was being honest; they'd just assume she left in a huff and stiffed them on the lunch check. The cold, hard truth was: nobody cared about her anymore and she knew it. That meant, if she was going to get out of this, she would have to do it herself. Her cheek hurt where it had hit that disgusting bathroom floor and she reached her hand up to touch it. The voices yelped in alarm and Karen opened her eyes to see two figures backing away from the enclosure she was imprisoned in."Who the hell are you, and what have you done with my purse?" she yelled, pushing herself to her feet. She walked toward them, crossing her arms and glaring. "I want whoever is in charge over here right now! I mean it!" she yelled, pointing as she walked toward them. One of the figures screamed, clutched at his ears and doubled over, staggering around the room dramatically. The other, larger one she recognized from the restaurant bathroom was in some tanning-booth-looking-thing, half naked and gorgeous in a likely-sexual-predator kind of way. Rather than flailing around the room, he seemed to have gone into a catatonic trance. God, people were useless. "You! Himbo!" she shouted, pointing at him. "Where is my purse? Did you even think to get it when you kidnapped me, or am I going to miss my Ozempic shot? I hope to God you assholes have good lawyers!"The beefy kidnapper in the tanning booth wobbled, then vomited loudly. Karen snorted as he slid down to the floor, unconscious. Pathetic. The smaller figure dove toward a panel on the wall next to her enclosure and pressed a few buttons and she heard the ambient noise of her room change, like it was encased, somehow."I've muted it. It's become even stronger than before;” Captain Hemsworth gasped, helping Commander Momoa to his feet again."How are we going to get it back to Priam? We could choke it out again every time it awakens; give the privilege out as a reward to the crew?" Commander Momoa suggested eagerly."No," Captain Hemsworth said, coming closer to the force field separating him from the angry Karen still yelling and pointing from inside the enclosure. "The cumulative effects of throttling it constantly might affect its functioning. We need The Karen at full power if we are to rescue Priam. We need to keep it conscious. We must feed it, provide it breathing gasses, and keep it clean; it appears to be constantly decaying. That reminds me ; cleaning duty goes to Ensign Holland. He's still on my shit list after the incident with the Zendayans.""Aye, sir."Captain Hemsworth cleared his throat and pressed another button on the side panel. "Hail Karen, bringer of blessed flaccidity, destroyer of abhorrent lust, and banisher of all erotic thought. We are men of the planet Priam. We mean you no harm. We come to you seeking aid, and we come in peace. Actually, until we found you, we would come almost constantly. It was disgusting. Everything was sticky. You see, our enemies from Eros sent us the most perfect pornographic images disguised in an innocent-looking email attachment. Once they were seen, they could not be unseen. They were burned into our brains, cursing us with perpetual arousal. The first wave of Priamites were taken by surprise once they activated the link. The next wave fell victim when the first wave posted the link on their social media because it was just so unbelievably; anyway, after the rest of our population fell out of curiosity or boredom, our civilization was nearly destroyed. We have been searching the stars for a cure, but to no avail. Then, just as all hope seemed lost, we found you; we heard your voice; and our loins finally withered. You are now a guest on my ship, The Onan, en route to my homeworld Priam. There, we will deliver your noxious, strident sounds to everyone, freeing them from their intransigent arousal. Then, after we are assured that all have been cured, we shall return you to your home."At this, Karen made an unpleasant face and began breathing on the clear wall of her enclosure, fogging it. Then, she quickly wrote a short message. "What does it mean?" Commander Momoa said, squinting at the squiggling lines she had made.At this, the computer made a chirp and began speaking, "The message, from the American dialect of the language English translates to: Why didn't you just make a recording?"Captain Hemsworth's shoulders slumped and he closed his eyes with a sigh. Commander Momoa's eyes went wide and he clapped his hand over his face in exasperation. "Fuck;” Momoa said in realization. "A recording;”"Dammit. We didn't have to take her at all, did we?" Captain Hemsworth groaned.Karen glared at them and wrote another word on the wall. As certain as Captain Hemsworth was that he did not need or want the translation, the computer was already on the job. "'Dumbasses,'" the computer cheerfully intoned, "a colloquial phrase, plural of the insult 'dumbass,' meaning 'a foolish or stupid person.'""End translation. Yes, Karen, if we had thought to record your voice instead of kidnapping you, this might have been a much shorter story, and considerably less inconvenient, but as it is, we are closer to Priam than Earth at this point, and our course is set. We will bring you to Priam and then return you home. Perhaps kidnapping you was not the most well-considered solution, but I defy you to think clearly after constantly watching porn for eons and let me know if you do any better."Karen's new calling.Great; as if getting old wasn't insult enough, I've actually become an intergalactic sexual repellent, Karen thought to herself as she paced around her cell. A lifetime of trying to do things right, and this is what it gets me. She wasn't so surprised that there were aliens in the universe, or that they had somehow weaponized porn, but that with all their advancements they were still so stupid!Sighing, she closed her eyes and listened to the ambient sounds of her cell. Life had been so noisy, the last 30 years. Everyone needing her, pulling on her for one thing or another. No peace. Lately though, with the kids gone and Cal; otherwise occupied; life had gone silent. The silence that she had wished for held no peace when it finally came. It just reverberated with the memory of things that had left her behind, making her anxious to fill the emptiness with noise. Nothing came to lure her mind away from the silence, no pleasurable temptations; her duties were done and it felt wrong to do, or even think about, anything else. My god, she had been kidnapped, was flying through the galaxy, and was surrounded by beefcake aliens and she was still thinking about that stupid loose tile in the master bathroom; she needed to get it fixed before the house was sold.A slight sound outside her cell drew her attention. "Who's there?" Karen asked, softly, opening her eyes.A wide-eyed figure peered around the edge of her cell, moving with cautious curiosity. It seemed younger than the other ones. It moved with a sense of barely-restrained eagerness, adorable and earnest. It also held a curved sort of wand in its hand."Honey, if you're here to anally probe me, I'll pass. I already had a colonoscopy this year, I'll have them send you the records;” she murmured, not expecting an answer.After a pause as the figure listened to the translation, its large eyes got even wider. "Is that how you poop?" he asked."What?" she asked, looking more closely at the young alien."I'm supposed to clean your cell when you poop; but you haven't pooped yet; wait, do colonoscopies make you poop?" it asked, scandalized.Karen closed her eyes and shook her head, "No. Colonoscopies put a small camera up your ass so that we can pay a doctor to do what we were afraid aliens like you would do to us if we got drunk in cornfields too much. They don't make us poop. In fact; well, never mind;” she trailed off, embarrassed.She still had vivid memories of her first colonoscopy earlier in the year, drinking gallons of preparatory laxatives, and the resulting quality time with her phone on the toilet. It was an odd experience; not awful, but not one that she could talk to anyone about. Her friends only talked about their kids and their successes, or whose husband cheated on them with some young thing, viciously salivating over their friends' misery with barely concealed glee. Forget about talking through her fears about it with Cal; that wasn't something he was interested in. Not anymore.After the procedure, she had been scared and disoriented from the sedation. For whatever reason, Cal hadn't shown up to give her a ride home. The stupid clinic wouldn't let her leave until someone could drive her home and take care of her. She just sat there getting more and more anxious. Eventually, she called an Uber and begged Xabiib the driver to pretend to be her neighbor; or just someone who cared about her. She spent the ride home trying to say his name correctly while he chuckled and repeated it for her. It was so horrifyingly embarrassing. It's one thing to have no one care about you, but another thing to have the whole world know about it when you were helpless and confused.Tears had rolled down her cheeks and she absently wiped them off with her hand. The young alien sat up and craned his head to look at the liquid on her hand. Karen snorted, "At ease, Holland. It's not poop. You're not getting anything out of me unless you have some heavy-duty magnesium supplements or yogurt."Holland's eyes went wide, "Are humans telepathic???" he gasped. "How did you know my name? Wow, that's so cool! Do it again! What am I thinking about now?"Karen suppressed a smile. Closing her eyes, she pressed her fingers to her temples and swayed from side to side, mysteriously. "I see something; something in the mist; something about; could it be; no, it makes no sense. Is it; a Zen; Zendayan? Does that make any sense to you?" she asked.Holland dropped his curved instrument in shock. "Yes! Yes! We just met them! We negotiated with them for supplies! I was there to carry stuff and; and;” he paused, shrinking in on himself a bit. "They are so beautiful. The Zendayans? So beautiful; and super nice; and just; like wow; I was supposed to just stand there until they were done with the talking and bowing and stuff, but they were just like so beautiful.""Well, what happened?" Karen asked."Captain introduced me and I bowed to them. I was feeling dizzy because, you know, their beautifulness just keeps radiating off them. Then; then; the most beautiful of them; she smiled." Holland stared at nothing, immersed in the memory, then wobbled, tipped over, and lay on the floor staring at the ceiling.Karen bit her lips in amusement. "I see. What did you do then?""I; I; I started talking and then I just couldn't stop because I was just trying to say how beautiful she was and how it just made my mind explode when she smiled and then I might have peed on the floor.""Oh dear," Karen said, cringing in sympathy. "We don't always put forward the face we want to when we are in our feelings, do we?" she said, quietly."Yeah; I've been cleaning poop ever since;” Holland sighed. After a while he sat back up, picked up the curved instrument and began twirling it in his hands. "So, like; what about you? Have you always made horrible noises?" he asked.Karen huffed, but then she saw the oblivious earnestness in Holland's face and sighed. "No; I wasn't always; like this. In fact, until about 30 years ago, I made beautiful noises. I was a pianist," she said."But, wait, they said you were a female;” Holland said, confused."Pee, an, ist," Karen repeated slowly. "I played the piano. It's an instrument; I was a musician. I was a student at Juilliard. It's a school on Earth; it was like a dream to even get in. I was on a scholarship, living in this shoddy apartment with my roommate Dana;” she trailed off, thinking about those days when everything seemed possible."Wait! Are you remembering?" Holland asked, breaking her reverie. "Can I remember it, too? Nobody wants to remember with me ever since the Zendayans, so I'm just left with my own memories and it gets so boring.""What are you talking about?""Well, it's kinda like; um; let me just show you. Computer, scan The Karen and project her memories," Holland ordered. A humming noise filled the room and a beam of light shot out of the wall and passed over her several times. Suddenly, her cell transformed into her shoddy apartment in Newark, New Jersey."Oh my gosh; it's just like it," Karen gasped looking around."Humans dream of getting into this?" Holland said, scrutinizing a cockroach scurrying along the floor."No, silly. This was our apartment across the river. We lived here when we weren't at school. Dana and I moved off campus in our second year. We took jobs on the side through an agency. That was when;” she sat down and a phone in the apartment's bedroom began ringing.A long, pale arm reached out of a pile of blankets on the bed and grabbed the phone. "Hullo?" Dana mumbled. A voice on the phone sounded irate. "Yeah, I'm almost there," she said and hung up.

In this episode of the Hot Wife Podcast, hosts Donna Lynn and Vince explore the nuances of sexual labels, the dynamics of their weekend content creation, and the evolving perceptions of sexuality. They delve into the differences between being 'slutty' and 'whorish', discuss the nature of orgasms, and reflect on the societal changes surrounding sexual empowerment and expression. In this conversation, the speakers delve into the complexities of sexual pleasure, focusing on the factors that influence orgasms, the importance of technique, and the mental aspects of sexual experiences. They discuss the significance of verbal communication during intimate moments and explore societal double standards regarding sexual freedom and the labels of 'slut' and 'whore'. The conversation highlights the evolving perceptions of sexuality and the need for open dialogue about pleasure and intimacy. In this engaging conversation, the speakers explore themes of aging, confidence, and the societal perceptions of beauty and sexuality. They humorously discuss the changes that come with age, the allure of confidence in women, and the complexities of labels like 'slut' and 'freak.' The dialogue is filled with candid reflections on personal experiences, societal norms, and the importance of self-acceptance, all while maintaining a light-hearted tone.takeawaysThe terms 'slut' and 'whore' have different connotations and societal perceptions.Content creation in the adult industry can be seen as entrepreneurial.Enjoying sexual experiences is a natural part of life.The stigma around sexual labels is evolving with societal changes.Orgasms can be more intense when shared with others compared to self-induced ones.The hosts emphasize the importance of sexual empowerment and freedom.There is a humorous and candid approach to discussing intimate topics.The podcast highlights the fun aspects of sexual exploration.The conversation reflects on personal experiences and societal norms.The hosts encourage listeners to embrace their sexuality without shame. Everything plays into the type of orgasm experienced.There is no single 'bad' way to experience pleasure.Technique is crucial in achieving satisfaction during oral sex.Mental state and connection with the partner affect pleasure.Verbal communication enhances sexual experiences significantly.Double standards exist in societal perceptions of sexual behavior.Men and women are judged differently for their sexual histories.Aging and appearance are viewed differently for men and women.Women can embrace their gray hair and still be attractive.Open discussions about sexuality can challenge societal norms. Aging can bring a sense of confidence and self-acceptance.Confidence is often more attractive than physical appearance.Humor can be a great way to discuss sensitive topics like aging and beauty.Labels like 'slut' and 'freak' can be reclaimed in a positive way.Self-acceptance is key to feeling attractive at any age.The conversation around beauty standards is evolving.Confidence can come in many forms, regardless of body shape.Aging gracefully involves embracing changes with humor.The thrill of secrets can add excitement to relationships.Empowerment comes from understanding and owning one's identity.

The Unmasking of the Spiritual Whore of Babylon, The Universal Church of Satan Part 3 (re-broadcast of Ep.237)

The Unmasking of the Spiritual Whore of Babylon, The Universal Church of Satan Part 2 (re-broadcast of Ep.236)

EVERYONE HAS THEIR OWN INTERPRETATION OF CUCKOLDING.. SO YOU BE THE JUDGE ON THIS! IS IT YOUR FANTASY TO WATCH YOUR WIFE WITH ANOTHER MAN.. WE DON'T JUDGE! DO YOU WANT TO DO DIRTY THINGS WITH HER AFTER SHE'S BEEN TOUCHED BY ANOTHER MAN?? TELL US ALL ABOUT IT!

The Unmasking of the Spiritual Whore of Babylon, The Universal Church of Satan Part 1 (re-broadcast of Ep.235)

Many Protestants argue the pope was never meant to lead the Church long-term. We examine biblical and historical evidence for the papacy, Peter's unique role, and how the Church has understood this office from the beginning. Join The CA Live Club Newsletter: Click Here Invite our apologists to speak at your parish! Visit Catholicanswersspeakers.com Questions Covered: 0:03:00 – Is the papacy unbiblical or a temporary office?0:07:30 – Does the Bible ever say Peter went to Rome?0:11:30 – How does 1 Peter 5:13 support Peter's presence in Rome?0:14:30 – Did Peter and Paul really found the church in Rome together?0:16:30 – Does Paul rebuking Peter disprove papal authority?0:19:30 – Can a pope be fallible or rebuked for his actions?0:23:00 – Is the real Protestant objection that we don’t need structure, sacraments, or hierarchy?0:25:30 – What does the temple veil really mean for Christian worship?0:29:00 – If Jesus is the only mediator, why do we have priests or popes?0:32:30 – Does the Eucharist show that Christian priesthood is still valid?0:36:00 – What's the real difference between Catholicism and Orthodoxy on the papacy?0:39:30 – Is the Pope really just “first among equals”?0:42:00 – What does Irenaeus say about Rome's authority and apostolic succession?0:45:00 – Did Pope John Paul II suggest the papacy could look different in the future?0:47:30 – Is the complexity of the modern papacy a sign of corruption or growth?0:50:00 – Does celibacy contradict Peter's example?0:53:00 – Was Peter actually married during his apostleship?0:55:00 – Is the Pope the Antichrist and the Church the Whore of Babylon?

a great question for a Full Moon in Scorpio : why the "whore," tho?  can't it be something more tame, g-rated, family friendly?i know the word “whore” brings up a lot for people.so what do i mean by using it?Mentioned in the episode—✨join MA. Whore & Holy Woman starts Friday, May 16.✨Join the waitlist for MA

DEFENDANT: Kevin Hart   EVIDENCE: Gran Coramino Cristalino Reposado Tequila (it is silver because it is clear, Fact Checker doesn't always know everything)   SCENE OF THE CRIME: Jalisco, Mexico -- Hello, friends! Welcome to another tantalizing episode of True Crimes Against Wine. Picture this—you're stepping into our cozy podcast, where we love to escape the chaos of the world and unwind.   This time, we're diving into a spirited discussion as we savor some delightful tequila. And not just any tequila; it's Kevin Hart's very own Coramino Tequila. Oh yes, we're doing it right!   In this episode, we banter about the unique traditions of tequila-making, explore some funny and awkward anecdotes from Kevin Hart's life, and sift through old scandals with the lightheartedness of enjoying a smooth, strong drink. Guffaw with us over comedic imprudence and celebrity escapades while sipping on divine margaritas that you'll definitely want to try at home.   Whether you're here for the wine wisdom, comedic interludes, or just to hear us babble about all things entertaining, you're in the right place. So, grab your glass and tune in for a long, enjoyable escape with us!

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Join Pastor Karla and RO Smith as they have a conversation unpacking the mysteries and misconceptions of revelation and how it applies to our lives today. In Chapter 17 of the Book of Revelation, we come across the description of Rome/Babylon as the "great whore". Pastor Karla and RO examine the characteristics of prostitution and how it relates to the this image of Rome and Babylon. We discuss what it means to participate and make our living within an empire.  Resources Referenced in this Series: Reading Revelation Responsibly by Michael Gorman Reversed Thunder by Eugene Peterson Voxology Podcast Word Biblical Commentary: Revelation 1-5 by David Aune Word Biblical Commentary: Revelation 6-16 by David Aune Word Biblical Commentary: Revelation 17-22 by David Aune Our vision at Point Loma Community Presbyterian Church is to Love Everyone to LIFE with Everything we Have. We strive to become an authentic community who seeks to EXPERIENCE Jesus, JOURNEY into deeper faith, STRENGTHEN the Church, and TRANSFORM our world. For more information, visit www.pointlomachurch.org. We have three worship opportunities for you to experience: 9:00 a.m. - Sanctuary Service 9:30 a.m. - Online Service10:30 a.m. - Chapel Service Please consider joining us for one of these services.  If you would like to give to the ministry: http://pointlomachurch.org/give/ or Venmo: @Point-Loma-Church To view worship services along with other digital content, go to our Youtube Channel @PointLomaChurchOnline.

Capital J and DL Glass discuss Lil Kim, Meg Thee Stallion, Sexyy Red, and "Whore Music." Capital J predicts "Whore Music" has peaked and is on a decline with fans. Do you agree?Is it liberation or exploitation? Art or agenda? In this unapologetically real episode, the Capital City Podcast dives headfirst into the heated debate around so-called “Whore Music”—a term that's sparking controversy across the culture.From Lil Kim's unapologetic legacy to the fearless moves of Megan Thee Stallion, Sexyy Red, and today's unapologetic queens of rap, we break down what this wave of sexually charged, bossed-up music really means for hip-hop, feminism, and freedom of expression.Raw opinions. Deep analysis. Zero filter.Is this a new wave of empowerment or just repackaged objectification?Are double standards holding women in hip-hop back—or is this the blowback of female dominance?And who gets to define what's “too much” in a genre built on raw truth?

In this episode the boys review the final episode of Daredevil Born Again as well as the season as a whole. Andrew FINALLY watched Andor and gives his thoughts on the acclaimed Star Wars series and Alex gives his thoughts on the new movie Sinners starring Michael B Jordan and Hailee Steinfeld. The boys also round out the episode with a would you rather segment for anyone who hasn't watched Sinners, Andor, or Daredevil Born Again.

Before one can understand who the great whore is in the book of Revelation, a lot of historical premise must be set from the book of Genesis.  Learning about Nimrod, Babel, the tower of Babel, and Babylon sets the stage for understanding its symbolic meaning in the book of Revelation as it is referenced in connection with “the great whore.” VF-2433 Revelation 17 & 18 Watch, Listen and Learn 24x7 at PastorMelissaScott.com Pastor Melissa Scott teaches from Faith Center in Glendale. Call 1-800-338-3030 24x7 to leave a message for Pastor Scott. You may make reservations to attend a live service, leave a prayer request or make a commitment. Pastor Scott appreciates messages and reads them often during live broadcasts. Follow @Pastor_Scott on Twitter and visit her official Facebook page @Pastor.M.Scott. Download Pastor Scott's "Understand the Bible" app for iPhone, iPad and iPod at the Apple App Store and for Android devices in the Google Store. Pastor Scott can also be seen 24x7 on Roku and Amazon Fire on the "Understand the Bible?" channel. ©2025 Pastor Melissa Scott, All Rights Reserved

Specific use of terms; Altars of clay and stone; Abraham's journey; Terah the idolator; Melchizedek (righteous king of peace); Wheat and tares; Abram's vision; Biblical metaphors; Burning smoking furnace; Driving away Vultures?; String whips?; Symbolism; Shepherding; "Lamb heads"; "Tongues"; Gen 15:17; Interpreting dreams and visions; Tree of Life; Sitting in darkness; Buddha; Tree of knowledge reliance; Indus valley flood; "Ur"; Nimrod; Life of Shem; Noah, righteous in his generations; True sons; "Patron"; "person" = legal office; Terah in Joshua 24:2; 1 Chron 1:17; Lk 3:34; Nimrod's system - Gen 10:9; One purse = cauldron = cities of blood; Making God's word of none effect; Multi-meaning words; Covetousness Israel?; Nimrod's benefits; Mystery Babylon; Smoking furnace?; Leaven; FDR?; Image of the beast; Col 3:5; Sin of Sodom; Americans following Nimrod; (dis)respecting persons; Seeing the whole truth; Eph 5:5; Eschewing covetousness; Whore of Revelation; 1 Cor 5:10; Fornicators "of this world"; Nazis?; Defending socialism; Force vs charity; Merchandise of the world; Getting to the end on the right side; Unrighteous mammon; Being sureties for debt; Learning the ways of His kingdom and righteousness; Gaining sight; 1 Cor 5:11; "Railers"; Forgiveness; Temptation of knowledge; Being Christ's candle; Lively stones of the altars; Exercising authority over others; Oppression; Debt; Josh 24:2; Degeneration of society; Leaving judgment to God; Faith; Living network; Identity politics; Fasting; Respecting Nimrod; Terah's governmental duties; Living altars - gatherings of men; Social bonds of society; Honor begets honor; Oligarchies under Nimrod and Egypt; Revelation; Identifying the solution; God as ruling judge; Apotheos; "Son of God"; Christ's peace; Setting the captive free; Finding the Tree of Life; Abraham and Moses and Christ had a different kind of society; Serving other gods; Make your choice.

Send us a textShow: I Almost Got Away With ItEpisode: Season 1 Episode 3Jerry Lee Bowen tells his own story of how he lived life as a fugitive. being on the run from justice isn't as sexy as Harrison Ford makes it out to be. Jerry Lee isn't sexy is also a problem. When his ex-wife disappears, everyone immediately thinks Jerry Lee did it. Well, he did. Support the showCheck out our website: https://www.buzzsprout.com/837988 Linktree: https://linktr.ee/itsalwaysthehusbandpodcast Like our Facebook page and join our group!! Instagram: @itsalwaysthehusbandpodcast Twitter: @alwaysthehubs Etsy Shop: https://www.etsy.com/shop/ItsAlwaysTheHusband?ref=simple-shop-header-name&listing_id=776055218 Theme song by Jamie "I'm Gonna Kill You, Bitch" Nelson

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Encore: W is for Whore with Dr Lori Beth Bisbey

In today's episode we're going to discuss the paganism that was born in Babylon which can be found all around us in the world day. From the Nephilim bloodlines, to the fallen angel knowledge, to the false religion which connects to the whore of Babylon.Book of Revelation Narration: Christopher GlynPrometheus Lens: 2025 The Beginning of the End?[Spotify link] [Apple Podcast link]Tin Foil Hat Club: Ancient Conspiracies w/ Chasity Jameson [Youtube link]If you're interested in the script notes and reference materials from today's episode, visit my website and click on the Membership tab.⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Website: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠www.ancientconspiracies.net⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠FB: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠facebook.com/groups/ancientconspiracies⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow me on Instagram and Truth Social: @ancientconspiracies.

It's officially been one year since I started escorting full time! Today I'm diving into all the lessons I've learned, and my personal reflections on this year for me.

The fastest growing demographic class in America is billionaires—we've gone from 500 to 2,500 in the past 10 years. And they know the cheapest, easiest way to get richer: Give a million bucks to Mr. Pay-to-Play in the Oval Office. Meanwhile, maybe just maybe POTUS's confidant in Moscow deposited some cash in his Swiss bank account AKA TrumpCoin, and that's why he is working so hard to get Ukraine to surrender. Also, Dems really need to focus on one or two issues to counter Trump's flood the zone strategy: like the threat to Social Security or questioning why Elon is not applying DOGE to his own Tesla subsidies. Plus, young men are the most anxious, depressed, and obese generation in history and we've really got to help them.  Jessie Tarlov and Scott Galloway join Tim Miller. show notes Raging Moderates podcast

Edition No110 | 11-03-2025 - Yesterday's episode has proved to be tremendously popular and provoked an intense debate in the comments section. So here goes, part 2 with a breakdown of the indicators that Trump's actions, rather than his words, are following an increasingly pro-Russian position. 1) Voting with Russia in both the UN General Assembly and Security Council. 2) Vetoing statement by the G7 that seek to condemn Russia and create consensus.3) Vetoing G7 proposal for a task force to combat Russian shadow oil fleet.4) Cutting off military aid and intelligence sharing to Ukraine, including F16 data.5) Halting cyber operations against Russia, dismantling barriers to foreign interference. 6) Indicating that US joint military training operations in Europe would be suspended. 7) Undermining NATO by casting doubt on commitment to Article 5 / ‘delinquent' allies. 8) Perpetuating and amplifying Russian talking points in America's legislatures.Where is the US getting its framework for concessions it is suggesting to Ukraine? We need to look back at the Istanbul negotiations of 2022, which involved preliminary peace talks between Ukraine and Russia, but where Russia's demands were too punitive for Ukraine to accept. The long-term implications of the Istanbul framework would have been Ukrainian isolation and long-term capitulation. Now these are the conditions that Biden rightly rejected, but which Trump has resurrected and is seek to pressure (by all means available) Ukraine to accept, despite the deeply problematic implications, and lack of realism behind them. ----------https://dzygaspaw.com/triad-silicon-curtain?notes=Jonathan%20Fink%20for%20TRIAD&project=Triad:%20Night%20Drones----------SILICON CURTAIN FILM FUNDRAISERA project to make a documentary film in Ukraine, to raise awareness of Ukraine's struggle and in supporting a team running aid convoys to Ukraine's front-line towns.https://buymeacoffee.com/siliconcurtain/extras----------LINKS:https://www.theatlantic.com/international/archive/2025/03/putin-hitler-munich-parallel/681973/https://news.online.ua/en/the-us-is-ending-support-for-ukrainian-f-16s-but-there-is-a-way-out-891472/----------SILICON CURTAIN LIVE EVENTS - FUNDRAISER CAMPAIGN Events in 2025 - Advocacy for a Ukrainian victory with Silicon Curtainhttps://buymeacoffee.com/siliconcurtain/extrasOur first live events this year in Lviv and Kyiv were a huge success. Now we need to maintain this momentum, and change the tide towards a Ukrainian victory. The Silicon Curtain Roadshow is an ambitious campaign to run a minimum of 12 events in 2025, and potentially many more. We may add more venues to the program, depending on the success of the fundraising campaign. https://buymeacoffee.com/siliconcurtain/extrasWe need to scale up our support for Ukraine, and these events are designed to have a major impact. Your support in making it happen is greatly appreciated. All events will be recorded professionally and published for free on the Silicon Curtain channel. Where possible, we will also live-stream events.https://buymeacoffee.com/siliconcurtain/extras----------SUPPORT THE CHANNEL:https://www.buymeacoffee.com/siliconcurtainhttps://www.patreon.com/siliconcurtain----------

Recorded - 3/9/2025On Episode 312 of the Almost Sideways Movie Podcast, we reveal the winners of our own movie awards show, the Pinots. What took home the top prizes? There were definitely some surprises. Then, we review the follow-up to a Best Picture-winning classic. Our power rankings revolve around character aliases, and our trivia segment looks at independent movies this century. We also learn during recording about the DK Metcalf trade. It was an action-packed episode! Here are the highlights:What We've Been Watching(6:15) "The Mother and the Whore" Review: Zach(11:30) "Casino" Review: Terry Oscar Anniversary Watch(13:55) "Shaun the Sheep Movie" Review: Terry Oscar Anniversary Watch(15:50) "Unforgettable" Review: Todd Liotta Watch(18:30) "Fighting Tommy Riley" Review: Todd Pawn Show DVD Watch(23:00) "The Call of the Wild" Review: Adam Ford Explorer Watch(27:50) 2024 PINOT FINAL WINNERS(1:13:45) "Mickey 17" Featured Review(1:29:20) Power Rankings: Movie / TV Aliases(2:04:45) PR Honorable Mentions(2:14:40) Trivia: Best Independent Films of the 21st Century(2:25:35) Quote of the DayFind AlmostSideways everywhere!⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Website⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠almostsideways.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Facebook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.facebook.com/AlmostSidewayscom-130953353614569/⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠AlmostSideways Twitter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠: @almostsideways⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Terry's Twitter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠: @almostsideterry⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Zach's Twitter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠: @pro_zach36Todd: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Too Cool for Twitter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Adam's Twitter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠: @adamsideways⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Apple Podcasts⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/almostsideways-podcast/id1270959022⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Spotify⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://open.spotify.com/show/7oVcx7Y9U2Bj2dhTECzZ4m⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YouTube⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCfEoLqGyjn9M5Mr8umWiktA/featured?view_as=subscriber⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠

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On today's show Dr. Anders puts into perspective the historical development of relic veneration and the Catholic Church in general. Join us for Called to Communion.

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