#Anthony Moretti

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Behind Maui Wildfires: US is Never a Positive Agent in Climate Change Fight

— Anthony Moretti | August 16, 2023

Illustration: Xia Qing/Global Times

Maui, one of the most awe-inspiring places on Earth, has been devastated. Horrible fires - exacerbated by increasing temperatures and drought associated with climate change - have turned this paradise into something resembling a war zone. The pictures do not lie.

Fair or not, because climate change showed up in such a brutal way on Maui, a place the rich (and perhaps not so rich) consider one of their playgrounds, the challenge to re-create paradise will be carefully watched. Much like the Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris, damaged by fire more than four years ago, it has to be repaired perfectly - because global audiences are demanding it - Maui will have to be made perfect, or as close to it, because global eyes are watching.

This is the short-term problem: Make Maui great again. And compared to the long-term problem, it will be the easier one to handle. The more vexing, time-consuming and difficult challenge is combating climate change, and there is legitimate worry across the globe that the US is not committed to addressing it.

Unfortunately, President Joe Biden and his administration are not doing enough to be a force for good as burning wildfires and intense heat continue to define the summer of 2023. Yes, his administration has committed $370 billion to clean energy and other climate-supporting projects, which have also spurred job growth. On top of that, one of the more symbolic, but important, steps the White House recently took was sending climate envoy John Kerry to China. There, he examined with Chinese officials a variety of ways the two countries can ensure a safer climate for decades to come.

Yet, Biden has not used his so-called Bully Pulpit, the power that comes with being president and therefore framing the narrative on specific issues, to spur oil companies to do the right thing. A recent New York Times editorial called out big oil for "prioritizing dividends, share buybacks and continued fossil fuel production over increasing their clean energy investments" as this fact "suggests they are unable or unwilling to power the transition forward." Audiences must ask if those words "unable or unwilling" also apply to the president: Why is he not saying forcefully and often that oil companies must champion newer and cleaner energies? If he will not demand more, then who will? And if he will not do it now, then what will the ramifications be in the years to come?

And remember that there are darker clouds on the horizon. On the one hand, results from a recent Pew Research Center poll indicate Americans are aware of the problems associated with climate change and the opportunities the US could take to address it. However, almost one-in-three respondents still wanted the US to continue investing in what can be described in 20th century energy sources such as oil and coal.

Let's take these somewhat sanitary data and summarize them this way: Should Republicans are given the majority in the House of Representatives and Senate in 2024, the US will not be at the epicenter in the fight for a healthier, greener and sustainable planet.

With Republicans running Washington, the aforementioned climate envoy John Kerry will be sent into retirement. The global community, including organizations such as the United Nations, will be laughed at when it calls on the US to engage in meaningful conversations about the climate.

Not possible? It is definitely possible. Forget for a moment whether Donald Trump is the Republican presidential nominee in 2024. Keep in mind that he maintains a vise-like hold on the party; even if someone else is chosen to challenge President Biden in the general election, no Republican who hopes to maintain his or her political power can stray from Trump's beliefs. And one of those beliefs is that climate change is nonsense.

Despite the overwhelming evidence that climate change is real and is causing havoc across the globe and despite America clinging to an outdated idea that it is a place of "exceptionalism," there is no promise that political elites will lead on the issue. Closely related to this, there is no certainty that the public will rally to the cause. If the world's current No.1 economy draws a conclusion that it can remain in that spot by ignoring climate change, then the world can forget about the US being a positive agent in the fight against climate change.

— The author is an Associate Professor at the Department of Communication and Organizational Leadership at Robert Morris University.

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Anderson........

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Circle of Inevitability Chapter 1011 Spoilers

Madam Justice looked at them and said with a smile, "Now that we've discussed the important matters, I'll give you a general account of Mr. Fool's experiences, starting with Klein Moretti…" The relevant events had actually been mentioned in the previous document, but not in enough detail. This time, Madam Justice spoke as if she had seen and heard it personally, starting from the Antigonus family notes and continuing all the way to the end of the Tingen story.

After a moment of silence, Lumian asked slowly, "Captain Dunn and Klein Moretti died just like that at the Blackthorn Security Company, to prevent the descent of the True Creator's spawn?"

"Yes," Madam Magician said with a self-deprecating smile. "Now I understand why Klein Moretti could be resurrected." Loki's multiple resurrections were a good example.

Lumian fell silent.

Jenna said with some emotion, "No wonder Officer Deng is also a person who maintains order in the dream city."

After expressing her feelings, she asked curiously, "The final events are so detailed, were they narrated by a survivor at the time?" "Yes." Madam Justice nodded.

Jenna had a flash of inspiration. "Mr. Star?" The Major Arcana card holder—Mr. Star—was indeed a Nighthawk of the Church of Evernight! Madam Justice smiled lightly but didn't give a clear answer.

Madam Magician changed the subject. "The real-world Rozanne also said that as much as she hates others becoming Beyonders, she admires the Nighthawks."

Jenna made a sound of agreement and said with some emotion, "No wonder the Luo Shan in the dream city has always wanted to become a qualified guardian…"

After a brief silence, Madam Justice and Madam Magician took turns talking about the different identities of Mr. Fool, such as Sherlock Moriarty and Gehrman Sparrow.

They didn't dare to go into too much detail, only picking key points to narrate, fearing it would delay matters in the dream city.

aww they started reading LotM to them

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Summer Outfit of the Day by Paola Moretti

Summer Outfit by Paola Moretti #summeroutfit #outfit #ootd #fashion #barbiestyle #antonellarizza #anthonythomasmelillo #liamfahy #loewe #lindafarrow #borsalino #doricsengeri #opi #karenwalker #iho #paolamoretti #perfettamentechic

Costume: Antonella Rizza Abito: Anthony Thomas Melillo Scarpe: Liam Fahy Borsa: Loewe Occhiali: Linda Farrow Cappello: Borsalino Orecchini: Dori Csengeri Nail: O.P.I. Profumo: Monumental by Karen Walker Fashion Blogger: Paola Moretti Instagram: paolamorettiiho

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MUZYCZNE ZAPOWIEDZI: Anthony Braxton's “Trillium X”

Anthony Braxton  – kompozytor, multiinstrumentalista, eksperymentator i wizjoner – uważany jest za jednego z najwybitniejszych muzyków, pedagogów i twórczych myślicieli ostatnich pięćdziesięciu lat. 1 sierpnia podczas Prague Music Performance Festival w DOX Centre odbędzie się światowa premiera jego multimedialnego projektu operowego „Trillium X”. OUR ARTICLE IS AVAIABLE ALSO IN ENGLISH Braxton…

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CHAPTER 4: KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER

pairing: aged up!katsuki bakugo x fem!reader

summary: After six intense years in Japan, YN LN has firmly established herself as a renowned gym owner. She's known by many pros for her charm, strength, and boxing abilities. She has a strong support system and amazing friends... her life in Japan was everything she dreamed it would be.

But everything changes one fateful night when a mysterious package appears on her doorstep. No note, no return address—just a plain box wrapped with a single pearly pink ribbon. As she unravels the contents of the box, she’s drawn into a dark, twisted mystery that seems to reach deep into her own past—a past she thought she had buried when she left her old life behind.

wc: 2k

Warning: slightly jealous, and over protective Bakugo. Also some suggestive themes but just a hint if you squint. (Not with Bakugo)

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FLASHBACK

The dim glow of the club lights did little to mask your presence. You stood out like a shadow in a room of neon, every glance confirming what you already felt—you didn’t belong here, and everyone knew it.

You caught sight of your target near the bar—a man whose charm was as dangerous as the empire he controlled. To the world, he was a philanthropist, a charming businessman. But beneath the polished veneer, he was the beating heart of the city’s most ruthless mafia.

And tonight, you had to make him fall for you.

The mission was clear: gain his trust, infiltrate his world, and dismantle his empire from within. But first, you needed information—secrets only he held.

You approached with calculated grace, your heels clicking softly against the marble floor. His eyes found yours almost immediately, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile that could disarm anyone. Almost anyone.

"Enjoying the party?" His voice was smooth, like velvet over steel.

You returned his smile, letting your expression soften just enough. "I was, but it seems the guest list just got more interesting."

He chuckled, a low, pleasant sound that carried a hint of danger. "And who might you be?"

“Lily.”

You offered your name—an alias, of course. Every move, every word was a part of the act. You had studied him for weeks, memorized his habits, his preferences, even the way he liked his whiskey. Everything had led to this moment.

"You seem new to this circle," he said, his gaze lingering.

"I am," you admitted with a coy tilt of your head. "But I hear you're the man to know."

His interest piqued, he gestured to the bartender for another drink, his focus never leaving you. "Well, I’d hate to disappoint a pretty thing like you."

The bartender slid a glass of whiskey into his hand, and without looking away, Anthony Moretti gestured for another drink—this one for you. A silent offer, a test. You accepted with a graceful nod, the delicate crystal cool against your fingers.

“So, tell me,” he said, leaning casually against the bar, his eyes scanning you with a lazy confidence. “How’d a girl like you end up in a place like this?”

“A girl like me?” you echoed, arching a brow.

He smirked. “Yeah. You’re different. You carry yourself differently from the rest of the women in this room.”

“You think I’m different, yet we’ve only just met?” you countered, your tone teasing but sharp.

He shrugged, his gaze unwavering. “It’s not about time. It’s the way you move—graceful, confident. Look around. You’re the only woman here who’s not just looking for a good time.”

You leaned in close, your lips just a breath from his ear. “And how do you know that’s not part of my plan?”

His hand slid up your spine, his touch cold yet electrifying. “If that’s what you want, sweetheart,” he murmured, voice low and smooth.

You smirked, the power shift undeniable. “Do you flirt with every girl like this?”

“Only the ones with a smile as dangerous as yours.”

You pulled back slightly, meeting his gaze with a playful challenge. “Take me on a date first. Then maybe—just maybe—you’ll get to fulfill that little fantasy.”

He chuckled, eyes glinting with amusement. “You’re a bold one, aren’t you?”

You mirrored his smirk, repeating his earlier words with a sly grin. “I get what I want. After all, I’m a woman of grace and courage.”

PRESENT

In the past few hours, your world had shattered. The once-pristine hotel room—now buried beneath sealed documents and worn case files—felt suffocating. You sat on the couch, your eyes locked on the man across from you, but his words were lost. Old memories surged through your mind, an unrelenting loop of failures and regrets.

“Are you even listening to me?”

James Tucker, the federal agent seated before you, leaned forward, his tone sharp. You remembered the day you met him eight years ago—his skepticism evident. A seasoned operative, Tucker had seen it all, yet back then, he’d dismissed you as another pretty face the hero committee forced on him. 

But you proved him wrong, rising as Nova, a masked hero and one of America’s top three. The public adored you, but only a few knew your true identity. Even after your supposed death, your secret had remained intact.

“YN,” James repeated, his voice pulling you back.

“How did he escape?” Your voice was cold, cutting through the tension like a blade.

“We’re not sure,” James admitted. “Surveillance spotted him in America weeks ago, but he slipped through our fingers at an airport.”

“You knew for weeks and didn’t tell me?” Anger simmered beneath your words.

“It was for your safety. If the call was traced—”

“So you waited for me to reach out?” you snapped. “You let him get closer.”

“I had no choice,” James said firmly. “When Moretti was arrested, we seized everything. Among his possessions were messages—coded, but clear. He’s had eyes on you since the day he was locked up.”

Your blood ran cold. “If he’s been watching me, then he’s been watching my friends.”

James nodded grimly. “It’s likely. You were supposed to be dead, but his people found you alive. He won’t stop now.”

You ran a hand over your face, the weight of it all crashing down. “I should’ve known better. I never should’ve taken the job.”

“No one saw this coming,” James said softly.

“I should have,” you muttered. “I’m smarter than this.”

James leaned closer. “You can’t blame yourself. This isn’t on you.”

“No, but I’m the one left to pick up the pieces,” you shot back. “I’m the one who has to live with it.”

“That’s why you need to finish this. Put an end to Moretti once and for all. Then, maybe, you’ll finally get your life back. Maybe even see your parents again.”

The mention of your parents struck a nerve. Tears blurred your vision as you whispered, “They’ll never forgive me.”

James’s voice softened. “Maybe not. But they’ll never forgive you for giving up, either.”

You straightened, resolve hardening. “So where do we start?”

James exhaled, relieved. “This stays off the radar. But you can’t do it alone.”

You saw where he was heading and cut him off. “No. We’re not involving the pros.”

“Japan’s top heroes could help,” he pressed.

“They’re my friends,” you said firmly. “I won’t put them in danger. Not with a monster like Moretti.”

“They’re pros, YN, not civilians.”

“I said no!” Your voice cracked. “I nearly died back then. I won’t drag them into this and watch them die because of me.”

Tears spilled as you continued, your voice breaking. “We lost too many people last time. I lost everything. I can’t lose anyone else. If I have to fight him alone, so be it. I’ll burn this whole country to the ground before I let him hurt them.”

James’s face darkened. “YN—”

“No,” you snapped. “You of all people should understand.”

James’s jaw tightened. “Don’t bring her into this.”

“Then don’t bring my friends into it,” you fired back. “This is my fight.”

James sighed, knowing he’d lost. “Fine. We’ll do it your way. But we need intel. Lay low, keep it casual. Do you still have access to the hero database?”

“It’s stashed in a box at home,” you replied.

“Good. Start there. Moretti’s not alone, and we need to move before he does. The gift was a warning. If we don’t strike first, it’ll be too late.”

Watching as he got up to use the bathroom, you grabbed to check your phone.

Ten missed calls from Bakugo.

"Fuck," you muttered under your breath, suddenly remembering that he was stopping by your house during patrol to check on you.

You dialed him back as quickly as you could, the phone barely ringing once before he picked up.

“Where the fuck are you, it’s one in the morning?” he snapped.

You hadn’t even realized how late it was until he mentioned it, and suddenly, exhaustion washed over you all at once.

“Katsuki, I’m sorry, my phone was on silent,” you responded, voice shaky.

“I almost called a search and rescue for your ass.”

You sighed, guilt gnawing at you. “I’m sorry again, I promise I’m safe.”

“Whatever. Where are you?”

“I'm staying with a friend tonight.” You couldn’t tell him the truth—that you’d dropped everything and taken refuge in a hotel the moment that goddamn gift showed up at your door.

“Who?”

Pausing, you internally scolded yourself—every single one of your friends was also Bakugo’s friend. Of course, he’d know if you were lying.

There was no way out now. You tried to think of an excuse, but before you could, James's voice cut in from the other room.

“I’m gonna run and grab some food. I’ll be back.”

Fuck me.

“Who’s that?” Bakugo’s voice was sharp now.

“Just a friend, Katsuki,” you said quickly, praying it didn’t sound as forced as it felt.

“You don’t answer my calls, you lie about where you are, and now you expect me to believe he’s just a ‘friend’?”

His words were making your head spin. You could feel the anger building in your chest. “Who are you, my dad? And why the hell do you care so much?”

You didn’t mean it. You secretly wanted him to care more than anything, but you’d never admit it out loud.

“I don’t, tell him Dynamight says hi though.. ” Bakugo shot back coldly, his words hitting like a punch before abruptly ending the call on you. 

The one person who always made everything feel a little more bearable was now being a major ass.

You wanted to tell him everything—confess the truth, explain why you couldn’t keep pretending. But you knew the kind of person he was. If you told him, he wouldn’t hesitate. He would drop everything to help you, to save you. And that was exactly why you couldn’t tell him.

You knew how strong he was. How capable, how unyielding. He could face anything, but this? This was different. This was too dangerous, too much to bear. You couldn’t drag him into your mess, couldn’t risk losing him in the way you knew you might.

So, for now, he would have to be mad at you. Maybe that would make things easier. It should, at least. Because hating you meant he wouldn’t ask questions, wouldn’t try to fix something that was already broken beyond repair. It meant he wouldn’t get involved in a battle that would only tear him apart.

And as much as it stung, you couldn’t help but feel a twisted relief. It was selfish, you knew. But it was the only way to keep him safe.

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WELCOME TO MY BLOG ! fearless era.

in which you know a little about me and make requests for short stories to me and I turn your dreams into realities. after all, I am a writer of dreams. 💐

first, introductions: my name is clarice, but you can call me clary.

I'm brazilian, so obviously english is not my first language, so there may be some errors in the imagines.

I love taylor swift (my favorite album is fearless, but I think you get the idea :) and one direction, as well as lana del rey, artic monkeys, among many other artists.

I love romcoms, whether films or books, clichés, sun, spring, roses, dogs and I am a person who really likes to talk.

my mbti is enfp, - at least that's what i think, at the moment! - and I have a sanguine temperament.

and I DON'T write smut.

below I will put a list of the characters and fandoms that I mainly write about, but if you want to request something different, feel free.

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BRIDGERTON 🐝

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Rich Mans World Ch. 10

Rich Mans World Series | Chapter 9 | Donations | Thoughts & Feelings

The next morning, when Chris woke up, he found you sitting outside by the pool, no breakfast, no coffee, just sitting and staring. “What’s she doing?” Chris asked sebastian. “I don’t know, if the door even opens she screams at us to get away from her.” Seb said looking at Chris. “Tommy is in your office as well.” He kept his voice low. As Chris turned toward his office, the doorbell rang. “Mr. Evans, The Moretti’s are here to see you and Mrs. Evans.” the housekeeper said entering the kitchen. 

Chris directed her to seat them in the dining room and walked outside toward you. “Get the fuck away from me.” you seethed out glaring at him. “Your mother and father are here, as well as Michael, Peter, and Frankie. I think we both know what they are here for.” He said quietly. You looked at him before you headed toward the house. You wrapped your emerald green robe around your nightie and tied it tightly. “Why don’t you go get dressed Y/N,” your mother spoke as you entered the house. “You go on Honey, I’ll talk to your family.” Chris said softly from behind you. “I’ll be right back down.” you said softly to him before you rushed upstairs. 

A few moments later you came down in flats, with a pair of black skinny jeans and a blue sweater. “What’s going on? Why such an early morning visit?” you asked, sitting next to Chris at the dining room table. 

“Y/N…Pauly…..was gunned down last night on his way home with Peter.” Your father told you as your mother held in her sobs. You and Chris had put on the performance of a lifetime once you’d heard the news. “Do you know who did it?” you asked before you looked at Peter, “Did you see anyone?” you asked, reaching over and grabbing his hand. “Uh…” he swallowed and looked at your hands. “It was Tristan MaCallen . Apparently he is state side again,” you looked at your father who stared at you. “Funny…I really thought if he would come after anyone it would have been…you.” he glared at you. “Well considering you told me that had been handled years ago, why would he have come after me?” you asked glaring. “This is all your fault. Had you just done your duties!” your father raised his voice. “I did everything you ever fucking asked of me!!” you stood yelling at him. 

Your father stood from his chair, “YOU RUIN EVERYTHING FOR THIS FAMILY!” Your father screamed hitting the table. “Yeah?! At least I give a shit about this family! I don’t pimp out children to fucking pedophiles and I sure as fuck don’t lay my hands on anyone!” you said getting in his face. “You little bitch!” your father smacked you across the face. You glared at him and punched him in the nose. 

The next thing you knew, you were flat on your back, there was screaming, a hot searing pain shot through your head as you looked around. Sebastian knelt next to you, “Detain him. Tie him up.” You heard Chris say before he came into view and he knelt down next to you. “I’ll call the doctor, probably require a stitch or two.” Seb said quietly. Chris nodded and scooped you up in his arms carrying you over to the couch in the living room. He laid you down on the couch as Anthony brought over some ice and a damp rag. “Why do you constantly have to keep getting yourself into trouble?” Chris gave you a little smirk as he put the ice on your nose and used the damp rag to dab at the bloodied fat lip you had. “He deserves it.” you whispered. 

Chris didn’t say a word but let Anthony take over. After about 15 minutes the doc showed up and began taking care of you. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw your father leave with your family. Apparently, given the circumstances, Chris was giving him one last chance. Although he definitely didn’t deserve it, he knew to keep the heat off of his family and crew, your family had to stay alive. Just for a while though, only for a while. 

The next few days were quiet and dark around town, Pauly's death made local news, his high school held an assembly and did a moment of silence. You, Chris and your family went and sat in the gymnasium during it. The unspoken truce between you and your family was for show only. Behind closed doors, you shut everyone out. Chris tried to talk to you, get you to open up for him but you would throw anything near you at him. He knew you wouldn’t speak to him again until Tommy was dead. 

You came downstairs in a black thigh length black dress with long, slightly puffed out sleeves. Your hair was pulled back on the sides and curled on the ends. Your makeup was done to cover any and all bruising as well as the bags under your eyes. Chris smiled at you as you came down. “You look amazing sweetheart, I have your coat and bag,” he spoke softer as you approached him. You snatched the bag and coat from him. “Don’t.” You sniped quietly to him. “Today of all days, you think sweet talking me is going to make me feel better? I meant what I said. It should have been you.” You whispered, your voice laced with venom before you turned and stormed off to the car. 

Chris hung his head for a moment before he sighed and looked at Sebastian, “Todays going to be a long fuckin day.” he mumbled and walked out to the car. 

The visitation was packed with hundreds of people, Mr. & Mrs. Moretti stood at the front speaking softly to everyone who came to pay their respects. Chris watched as several people approached you, whispering their condolences to you, he watched as you nodded, giving them a brief moment of your time before practically ignoring them. Chris eventually walked over, asking everyone to give you some space before he wrapped an arm around you. 

You pressed your face into his chest gripping the tissue tighter in your hand as you cried. Chris excused you both, walking you into a quiet and empty room across the hall. You walked away from him over to the window wiping your eyes. The silence in the room was heavy, as he stayed back by the door, giving you space. “He was 16.” you whispered. “He would have been 17 this October.” you said turning around to face Chris. Chris stared at you, giving you a soft nod, “He wanted to be a photographer. He used to carry a camera around all the time, that's all he would ask for, you know, for like his birthday and Christmas. He wanted to go to Africa and take wildlife photos.” you said looking down at your feet as you crossed your arms, leaning back against the windowsill. “He was very outspoken.” Chris said softly. “Don’t pretend you knew him or even cared about him. You have no idea how incredible he was.” you said looking at him. “I know…I keep bringing death to your doorstep…I am so sorry Y/N…you have no idea how sorry I am. Your brother…He-” “He didn’t deserve this. He didn’t deserve any of this, he deserved to go off to college and become the world famous photographer I knew he would become. But yet again…my parents-my father always had to make sure we did exactly what he wanted. He wanted those boys to hang out with you, to idolize you, to join your crew so one day, when he knew Michael couldn’t do the fucking job because he’s to much of a dumbass, he’d have your crew to fall back on and to take care of him. He wants so fucking badly for his kids to treat him, the way he and his siblings treat Grandpa Pauly. It’s bullshit and he wont fucking stop until each and everyone of us is either dead, or trapped in a fucking life we hate to our very cores!” you sobbed and fell to the ground. Chris rushed over and scooped you up in his arms holding you to his chest as you cried. 

“How can someone treat their own flesh and blood this way? Isn’t he tired of burying people? I know I fucking am.” You cried as Chris rocked you softly, kissing your head. “I know baby, but I promise the next person we bury is going to be the one responsible for Pauly's passing.” Chris whispered as you cried. 

After calming down, you and Chris rejoined the visitation, only for your mother to snatch you by your bicep and squeeze digging her nails into your arm. “You and your husband can fuck some place else, but have some fucking respect for your god damn brothers funeral dammit!” she whispered in an infuriated tone. You went to speak when Chris pulled you away from her. “I took her in the other room to calm down, a lot of people were crowding her, she damn near had a panic attack. I didn’t want to cause a scene, so we went to another room. I’d also appreciate it if you’d keep your fucking hands off my wife.” he growled back at her, in a low deep tone.

Your father was by your mothers side in an instant, “Let’s not forget who the enemy is that tore this family apart. That’s the important thing here, Mr. Evans, please you and your wife just find your seats, the funeral is starting soon.” He glanced at you before looking up at Chris. Chris stared at him before giving him a court nod and leading you away to a seat. 

Chris tried to get you to sit closer to the family section, but you refused, stating you wanted to stand toward the back of the room. Listening to each song play, one after the next, each being one of Pauly’s favorite songs. Your mother stood up and said a few words, as did your father, and then Peter, and Michael. You stared at Pauly’s casket as they asked for everyone to stand, that they would be moving to the cemetery for the burial. 

Your grandfather, father, and brothers carried Pauly's casket to the grave site; everyone else walked behind them, you looked across the grass and headstone filled land to see a black SUV parked up on the hill. Slowing in your tracks, you saw the window roll down, and the blonde hair man pulled his sunglasses down, giving you a nod before he rolled his window back up and the car slowly pulled off. “Honey?” a voice called out, you turned to see Chris standing a few feet from you, “What's the matter?” he asked, as he walked over to you. “It-he was here. Watching. That fucking son of a bitch was here, watching all of us!” your voice rose, causing others to glance toward you. “It’s alright, let’s get through the burial and then we have the wake at your parents house.” Chris said softly. “We will find him okay? We will find him….together” Chris whispered, pulling you in close and walking to the burial site with you. You stared with teary eyes as they finished their prayer, lowering the casket into the ground. Each of you threw white roses in with him. You saw people approaching your parents, hugging them, nodding and stating they would be at their home. You went to look away when something caught your eye. The dark haired man talking to your parents, “Are you fucking kidding me?” you snapped as Chris looked over at your parents. “What?” “What the fuck is he doing here?” you glared at him. “What the fuck is Tommy doing here?” you whispered to Chris gripping his arm. “I know baby but we have to keep up pretenses.” He whispered in your ear. “Just for a while. Come on, let’s go.” You glared up at him. “You either keep him out of my sight, or I’ll rip his throat out with my bare hands Christopher. I mean it.” you turned and started for the car. “And make sure he doesn't make a surprise appearance at the fucking wake.” you snapped over your shoulder as you met Sebastian at the car.

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Saturday’s Late Night Sci-Fi Cinema:

War Between The Planets (1966 film)

Theatrical release poster

Main cast:

Giacomo Rossi Stuart (as Jack Stuart) as Commander Rod Jackson Ombretta Colli (as Amber Collins) as Lieutenant Terry Sanchez Enzo Fiermonte as General Norton Halina Zalewska (as Alina Zalewska) as Janet Norton Goffredo Unger (as Freddy Unger) as Captain Frank J. Perkinson Peter Martell Captain Emil Dubrowski John Bartha as Doctor Schmidt Marco Bogliani as Lieutenant Peters Vera Dolen as Lieutenant Tina Marley Norman Rose as The Narrator

Production staff:

Directed by: Antonio Margheriti (as Anthony Dawson) Story and screenplay by: Ivan Reiner and Renato Moretti (Ralph Moody) Produced by: Ivan Reiner (associate producer), Walter Manley (associate producer), Joseph Fryd (producer) and Antonio Margheriti (as Anthony Margheriti) (producer) Cinematography by: Riccardo Pallottini Edited by: Otello Colangeli Music by: Angelo Francesco Lavagnino Production company: Mercury Film International Released by: Fanfare Film Productions, Inc. Original release date: July 29, 1966 YouTube channel: VTV Classics

Huge landslides, earthquakes, very tall tidal waves and other mysterious phenomena are happening on every opposite corner of Planet Earth.

The United Democracies of the World has its top scientists looking for the cause of this strange activity. They now have a theory that a gravity disturbance from outer space never before encountered is the responsible for all of those disasters.

Planet Earth is doomed and something has to be done.

Commander Rod Jackson, of the United Democracies Space Command has been commissioned to the Gamma-One Space Station to be in charge of the mission to save the planet Earth from a mysterious planet that is approaching in a collision course.

War Between The Planets is the English dubbed release in America of an Italian movie originally titleled Il Pianeta Errante (translated in English as The Errant Planet).

A 1966 color film by director Antonio Margheriti.

Fascinating facts:

This is the third movie of a quadrlogy of the Gamma-One series by director Antonio Margheriti under the pseudonym Anthony Dawson.

The cast was very different from the other movies of the series.

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Human Angel Dust X Fem Reader

Chapter 5: The Mafia Family

Anthony had long deliberated introducing (Y/N) to his family, a decision that carried the weight of his complicated past. As the day arrived, nerves danced in the air as they entered the opulent Moretti mansion, a stark contrast to the world (Y/N) knew. The grandeur of the estate matched the intimidating presence of Anthony's family.

Seated in the formal living room, (Y/N) faced Anthony's father, Henry, a stern and imposing figure who scrutinized her every move. His older brother, Arackniss, radiated an air of authority, while his twin sister, Molly, observed the unfolding scene with a keen eye.

Despite (Y/N)'s genuine efforts to make a good impression, tension simmered beneath the surface. The air grew thick with disapproval as Anthony's family, rooted in the traditions of the underworld, found it hard to accept the union with someone from a different world.

Henry, his voice echoing through the room, voiced his concerns. "Anthony, this is not the life we envisioned for you. Bringing someone like her into our family will only bring chaos and disgrace."

Arackniss, with a scowl on his face, added, "You're jeopardizing everything we've built, little brother. This isn't the path you should be walking."

Molly, though silent, wore a pained expression, torn between loyalty to her family and understanding Anthony's love for (Y/N).

Anthony, torn between the woman he loved and the family he was bound to, tried to mediate, but the argument escalated into a heated exchange. Emotions reached a boiling point, and (Y/N) could no longer bear the weight of disapproval.

Feeling overwhelmed and hurt, she excused herself, tears streaming down her face. She fled the mansion, the echo of the argument ringing in her ears. Alone in the moonlit garden, she grappled with the pain of not being accepted by the people who meant the world to Anthony.

As Anthony realized (Y/N) was gone, the gravity of the situation sank in. He rushed outside, only to find her, heartbroken and vulnerable. His attempts to comfort her were met with a mixture of sadness and frustration.

"I can't be the reason your family falls apart, Anthony. It's clear they don't want me here," (Y/N) choked out between sobs.

Anthony, torn between love and duty, held her close, promising to find a way to make things right. As the night unfolded, the Moretti mansion became a battleground between love and family loyalty, leaving Anthony to navigate the delicate balance between the woman he loved and the expectations of his tumultuous family.

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US Public Sees Through Lies Behind TikTok Ban

— Anthony Moretti | December 19, 2023

Illustration: Liu Xidan/Global Times

Washington politicians have repeatedly told American audiences that TikTok is not safe. Meanwhile, state governments have sought to ban the popular app, however, in doing so they have shown no interest in following the First Amendment and its provisions relating to free speech. In one case, a federal judge told Montana officials that preventing people from using the app in that state "oversteps state power" and "likely violates the First Amendment."

Before we go any further, let's not mince words here: The hatred of TikTok emanating from federal and state halls of power has nothing to do with privacy or any other issue politicians want to offer. It has everything to do with where TikTok calls home. Because it is owned by a Chinese entity, it is automatically dangerous in the eyes of elected officials. American politicians are simply doing what they know how to do: Validate being tough on China by criticizing a popular app.

Imagine such a politician saying that Meta, the company that operates Facebook and Instagram, ought to be banned because of its questionable privacy practices. As the Guardian noted earlier this year, Meta collects GPS locators, photos taken by users, WiFi information and more, meaning it "can paint an extremely detailed and intricate map of people's lives..." But, of course, because Meta is an American company, it gets a pass. Let's not forget that Facebook is more than willing to hand over information whenever the federal government wants it. We will understand why that is important in just a few paragraphs.

The American people have heard politicians from Washington and across the country rail against TikTok. But they do not believe them. A new survey from the Pew Research Center reports that only 38 percent of US adults support banning the app. That figure was 50 percent just a few months earlier. And outright opposition to banning TikTok went up in that same time frame, from 22 percent to 27 percent.

Professor Anthony Moretti, Robert Morris University, Moon Township, PA, USA.

Perhaps more importantly, 50 percent of US teenagers do not want to see the app banned, and that percentage swells to 68 among teenagers who regularly use TikTok. The impression of TikTok among teenagers matters because another Pew Research Center study found that it is the second most-popular app in that age bracket. According to Pew, "58 percent of teens are daily users of TikTok. This includes 17 percent who describe their TikTok use as almost constant."

Finally, when you also take into account the fact that the percentage of Americans who report getting their news from TikTok has quadrupled since 2020, there are at least three conclusions that can be drawn: Americans like TikTok; they use it regularly; and they want access to it.

The Washington political establishment went bonkers earlier this year in an effort to kill off TikTok. The US politicians from the left to the right began screaming the same message: TikTok's parent company would share the data on its American users with the Chinese government. Such data could include a person's browsing history, location and so-called biometric (ie facial mapping or retina scans) data. Before we go any further, keep the following statement in mind: TikTok's CEO made clear no data has been - or would be - shared with the Chinese government.

Similar fears were expressed in Canada, where a TikTok official eventually told the Canadian parliament, "The Chinese government has not asserted the rights over any TikTok user data."

What does Meta's Mark Zuckerberg think about that?

Washington politicians have had nothing to say about the aforementioned Pew Research Center study on TikTok, but one is left to wonder if Republicans will take another stab at banning the app in 2024. Why? Remember, the vast majority of TikTok's users are in their teens, and teens generally vote for Democratic, liberal or progressive causes. Left-leaning groups sought to align with young TikTok influencers leading up to the 2022 midterm elections. One can reasonably expect they will try again in 2024, when control of the White House and both houses of Congress are up for grabs.

Republicans will fail in such attempts, but then again common sense rarely is on display in Washington. The American public knows this. Just ask the millions of them who are on TikTok.

— The Author is an Associate Professor at the Department of Communication and Organizational Leadership at Robert Morris University.

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This is taking me time to figure out so I'm going to shameless share my favourite duos of each type:

The Leader and the Only Person who can tell them "No": Root & The Machine (although telling her no doesn't work as we've found out...)

The Lord and their Chivalrous Knight: Do Elias Moretti & Anthony Marconi count? They should

The Boss and their Attack Dog: okay so, Nathan Ford & Eliot Spencer (in those few episodes) but also Harold Finch & John Reese

Soulmates but for murder: Hannigram

Oops they're of religious significance to me and I'm being so brave about it: Sarah Lance & Mick Rory (when he calmed her down after she found out she was cloned is stuck in my brain ready to make me cry in a moment's notice.)

Criminal and Detective Mutual Respect (Derogatory): Lionel Fusco & Jocelyn Carter (yes I know theyre both technically detectives but their relationship, especially in season 1 fits this so well- and then later it's them and John)

I'm not your parent now go to your room: Nathan Ford & Hardison

Master and student, craftsman and weapon, what's the difference?: philosophically, Finch & TM; but also I can't think of anyone else

You remind of somebody I failed: Reese & Finch; Reese reminds Finch of Nathan (remember when he was on LSD) and Finch reminds John of humanity (more accurately the goodness of humanity and in that way Jessica).

Those Two Idiots: Root & Reese (don't dare ask me to explain, either you get it or you should rewatch season 4b)

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Abbreviated “CORE Miami benefit 2024” press release. CORE most often focuses on quiet fundraising rather than spewing glamor and glitz across the tabloids. And to the busybodies here who believe JL is cheap or does not make contributions to serious organizations which make serious impacts upon issues of personal and global concern, think again. Just because he may choose to be fairly quiet about such things (most people rarely if ever announce all the donations they make aside from perhaps small gifts) or because gossips don’t see a pap photo or press release doesn’t mean JL does not contribute to or participate in some way in things that are meaningful to him, financially or otherwise. And again we see stories made up and assumptions made based on nothing but jealousy and hatred.

“CORE HOSTS ART BASEL MIAMI BENEFIT TO SUPPORT GLOBAL HUMANITARIAN RESPONSES

MIAMI – December 6, 2024 – CORE (Community Organized Relief Effort) The global humanitarian organization dedicated to empowering communities in and beyond crisis held CORE Miami 2024, its fourth fundraiser during Art Basel Miami to benefit the nonprofit’s vital disaster relief efforts around the world. Raising more than $1 million, the benefit drew notables from entertainment, fashion, art, politics, tech and philanthropy to raise funds for CORE’s mission. The emergency response nonprofit co-founded by Sean Penn and Ann Lee showcased its vital global efforts to strengthen vulnerable communities.

The evening featured a captivating performance from Jewel and drew notable attendees including Leonardo DiCaprio, Diplo, Carmelo Anthony, Alessandra Ambrosio and Garcelle Beauvais, among others.

“Throughout the evening, guests received a powerful overview of CORE’s global work, including the organization’s ongoing humanitarian efforts in Ukraine and Sudan amidst devastating conflicts, as well as disaster relief and preparedness in the Caribbean and coastal U.S. The gala raised funds to support CORE’s focus areas of responding to emergencies, mitigating climate change’s impact and expanding health access to the most vulnerable communities.

The evening’s festivities included cocktails by the beach with a set by DJ Mia Moretti, a seated dinner and a live auction helmed by Lydia Fenet that created a vibrant and memorable experience. Diplo opened the program with an introduction to Lee, and Garcelle Beauvais closed the evening. The event’s illustrious guest list included Leonardo DiCaprio, Carmelo Anthony, Alessandra Ambrosio, Soleil Moon Frye and artists such as Dustin Yellin, Mr. Kaves and Chris Levine.

CORE honored one of the nation’s preeminent lawyers and a distinguished litigator in Hollywood, Mathew Rosengart… “I am deeply honored to represent and be recognized by CORE, an organization of passionate humanitarians whose impact has been an inspiration to me… This is an organization that bravely heads into crises to support communities who need it most, particularly groups of people who are overlooked or underserved.”

The live auction featured an eclectic array of art from artists such as Astro and Max Hooper Schneider. British contemporary artist Chris Levine’s custom “Equanimity (CORE Gala), 2024” portrait of Queen Elizabeth adorned in real diamonds was auctioned for $100,000.

The evening concluded with an electric performance from GRAMMY nominated artist, Jewel who performed a medley of acoustic songs. Following the performance, she surprised the crowd by auctioning the guitar she played during her performance to further benefit CORE’s fundraising efforts.

The fundraiser was supported by Greenberg Traurig, Amazon MGM Studios, with The Hollywood Reporter serving as the official media partner of the event. The event co-chairs included Alessandra Ambrosio, Casey Affleck, Cecilia Renes, Craig Robins, Diplo, Francesca Giustra, Francisco Costa, Garcelle Beauvais, Jared Leto, Jon Bon Jovi, Jorge Perez, Michael Mann, Soleil Moon Frye and Vivi Nevo.”

And this shows that JL personally gave EVEN A FUCKING DIME how, exactly? 😂😂😂😂😂🤔

Seriously what even. 😂

JL gets invited to swan around at a benefit and you think HE'S PAYING FOR IT OR SMTHG?! 😂

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