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ANYTHING THEY WANT TO HEAR [based on cowboy like me by Taylor Swift and this edit] Word Count: 4225 ; Rating: T+ ; TW: slight mention of corruption of minors ; AO3 PLAYLIST

“I'm trying to save my money when it comes to small things like that, you know.” She pushes her sunglasses up. “This thing has an expiration date for me.” “What do you mean?” “I'm getting older, Jack. My beauty and my youth are my currency, and they won't be mine forever.” He looks at her for a very long time. “I don't think you'll ever not be beautiful,” he says after a while, and Isis knows he actually means it. His voice is almost plain when he's being honest, it's so different from his usual act.

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“May I have this dance?”

His voice is dark and low in all the right ways and for a moment Isis is almost lured into his sweet web, but then she remembers how he talked to the old lady with the sapphire ring earlier and she knows that he wants something from her she isn't willing to give him. So instead of answering, she lazily stretches her back like a cat in the sun and takes another sip of her champagne.

“Dancing is a dangerous game,” she replies after a while, and it's almost a bored sigh.

He laughs and exposes a perfect row of white teeth. “Cynical, aren't we?”

“Takes one to know one.”

Her eyes scan the crowd and she catches the eye of a man who is looking at her over the shoulder of the woman Isis assumes is his wife. Isis looks away. This is only her second day here. She has to give the men time to take her in first, let them see her exit the pool in her wet swimsuit and cross her long legs while waiting at the bar; so when they finally get to undress her, it feels like a relief, like unwrapping a gift you have been waiting for. It makes them feel special, to think that they of all people charmed her. Isis knows that men like that.

“You know that he's a married man?”

Isis smiles. “Hasn't stopped me before. It's their choice, not mine.”

She turns back to the man beside her. He's very handsome, all dark skin and dark hair and dark eyes. There's something rugged about him, as if he was a statue somebody had left unfinished, and Isis has the sudden urge to put her hand on his cheek and feel the roughness of his beard against her palm.

He reaches out his hand and Isis takes it. His long slender fingers wrap tightly around hers.

“Jack. Nice to meet you.”

“Isis.”

“Did your parents give you that name?”, he asks, and she laughs and shakes her head.

“No. I did.”

“What's your real name, then?” He lowers his voice and Isis has to smile because she knows what he is trying to do. There's a glimmer of disappointment in his eyes when she doesn't lean in to hear him better.

“It was a church name. A good church name for a good church girl.” She enjoys the sight of Jack's white-teethed grin for a quick second before she turns away.

“I'm sure that's what you are,” Jack says, his voice still low and dark, and it sends shivers down her spine. He's good. If she talks to him for too long, he might get her where he wants her, but Isis isn't willing to give him that satisfaction. So she puts her now empty champagne flute on a tray a waiter carries past, rolls her shoulders in a way she knows makes her shoulder blades look good, and gives him an apologetic smile that he will know is fake.

“Well, Jack, it was nice meeting you, but good girls like me shouldn't talk to young men for too long. It gives them ideas.”

Her high heels are softly clicking on the tennis court floor as she is walking away and she can tell that Jack is looking at the silky skin of her back, exposed by her sequined gown, and for once she actually feels good about it.

The gentle wind that blows across the town square tugs at Isis' napkin and her blouse, but she doesn't mind it because the breeze is making the heavy heat slightly more bearable. Jack is sitting across from her, Aviator sunglasses up in his dark curls, head thrown back as he enjoys the cool air.

“Had I known how awful this heat would be, I would have gone to England,” he groans, and Isis smiles.

“I personally prefer sunshine over constant rain, but that might just be me.”

“Of course you do.” He grins. “It allows you to wear the skimpy bathing suits you love so much.”

Isis rolls her eyes at him over the rim of her sunglasses, but she doesn't actually mean it. “If you don't like me doing that, you have done a very bad job at showing it.”

Jack chuckles and looks up into the blue sky again.

They have been spending some time together these past weeks. It's beneficial to both of them to be seen together occasionally, in situations that suggest they are romantically involved. When Isis goes out with an older man later in the day, his ego is soothed by the impression that somehow, Isis chose him over Jack, and it's the same with the ladies that Jack dines with. Isis is aware of the way they look at her. Most with jealousy, some with desire. Isis feels sorry for the latter.

Of course they sleep together sometimes, secretly, and Jack always sneaks out of Isis' room when they are done, leaving her alone in the big, cold bed. She enjoys the arrangement, it is nice to do something just for her own pleasure, without submitting to others' wishes or expecting monetary gain from it. As much as they publicly exploit their sympathy for one another, their friendship – though Isis wouldn't necessarily call it that – is genuine.

“Do you think that store over there is selling an English newspaper?” Jack asks and Isis follows his eyes to the small shop across the square. She shakes her head.

“I doubt it. But why don't you just wait until we get new ones at the hotel?”

Jack shrugs.

Every week or so, there is a fresh stack of newspapers on the receptionist's desk, and Jack is always the first to buy one. He spends the entire morning standing around somewhere, hair dishevelled, completely engulfed in whatever news he's reading, and Isis knows he actually cares about the articles because there is a spark in his eyes that isn't there when he is reading Albert Camus by the pool.

“Why does it interest you so much?” She cocks her head to the side and drinks her Espresso.

“Because I care about what's going on in the world,” he replies, “I actually wanted to be a journalist when I was younger.”

It surprises Isis. For some reason, she automatically assumed Jack was like her, with no aspirations besides getting the most out of what they were doing.

“Is that why you started doing this?” She makes a vague gesture with her hand. “To get money for college?”

He laughs and shakes his head. “I wouldn't sit here with you if that was the case.”

“Then what was the reason?” She doesn't know why it suddenly interests her so much.

“I didn't want to go to war.” There's a moment of silence. “All my friends got their drafting letters and none of their weird tricks to get out of it worked, so I figured the only way to not get shipped to Vietnam if my number was pulled was bribing the officers. And since I didn't have the money myself, I had to find somebody to pay for me.” He picks up his coffee cup, but instead of drinking he just stares at the dark liquid. “I borrowed a suit and snuck into the fanciest bar in town and somehow managed to get this widow – her name was Rebekah – wrapped around my finger. When my letter came, she gave the officer a thousand bucks to let me off the hook. I couldn't fuck her while being dead in the jungle, after all.”

The silence between them suddenly feels as heavy as the heat. Jack finally drinks his coffee, then his eyes go to Isis.

“What about you?” he asks. She looks away, gaze fixed on the child playing with a stray cat by the fountain in the middle of the square.

“I just wanted pretty dresses,” she says plainly. “My parents were very religious in an almost puritan way, my sisters and I weren't allowed to do anything that was deemed a distraction from our faith. I hated it. I wanted to be like the other girls in school. So whenever I could, I would take the bus into town and look at the dresses in the shop windows or flip through every fashion magazine I saw. And one day this guy came up to me in the streets and told me he'd buy me the dress I was looking at if I did a little favor for him.” Isis looks back at Jack, eyes all cold and icy through her tinted glasses. She puts her chin up, even after all those years. “I wore that dress like an armor. I felt like fucking Joan Of Arc. It was a fuck you to my parents and my church and my teachers and everybody else who thought they could control what I wanted in life.”

The wind blows her hair into her face. It sticks to her cheeks and her lipstick and Isis combs it back into place with her fingers angrily. It's an unusually rough motion for her.

“And then I just went with it, I guess. Always on the lookout for men who were willing to pay for my attention. It's so easy, you just look pretty and tell them anything they want to hear and that's it.”

Jack nods slowly, fingers toying with the white paper napkin tucked under his cup. “That's one of the reasons I didn't go to college with the money I made. I was scared of not being any good.”

Isis looks at him and her features soften. “That's a stupid reason for not trying.”

Jack gives her a crooked grin. “I guess.”

He looks at his hands and then at his wristwatch and makes a face. “Fuck, I've got to get going.”

“Do you have an appointment?”

Her choice of words makes him laugh. “Yes. The blonde lady who always carries those expensive leather handbags, I'm sure you know her.”

Isis nods. “She looked at me this morning when I sat with you during breakfast and I'm surprised I didn't drop dead right then and there.”

Jack laughs again and runs his fingers through his hair. “She's the jealous type. I'm sure she'll be willing to do me a lot of favors if it only means I won't look at you for a few days.”

“You won't manage that.”

“Maybe.”

They both grin.

“If you are planning on ignoring me,” she says, “You should at least pay for my coffee.”

He shrugs. “I guess it would be the nice thing to do. But let it be known that I always pay for your food.”

“I'm trying to save my money when it comes to small things like that, you know.” She pushes her sunglasses up. “This thing has an expiration date for me.”

“What do you mean?”

“I'm getting older, Jack. My beauty and my youth are my currency, and they won't be mine forever.”

He looks at her for a very long time. “I don't think you'll ever not be beautiful,” he says after a while, and Isis knows he actually means it. His voice is almost plain when he's being honest, it's so different from his usual act.

“A lot of people don't think like that.” She looks back at the child near the fountain. The stray cat is gone. She feels a tightness in her throat. “So it would be nice if you could pay for my coffee.” Her voice is a little shaky and she hates it.

Jack silently pulls his wallet from his pocket and puts a bill on the table.

“Thank you,” she says, without looking at him.

He stands up and nods his head as a good-bye.

Isis feels terribly embarrassed and uncomfortably close to him for reasons she can't quite explain, and when she watches him walk to the brown Chrysler he parked in one of the neatly marked spots on the other side of the town square, she has the urge to say something that will make him forget about how unusual this conversation was for them.

“You're really just in this for the fancy cars, aren't you?”

It's a stupid thing to say, now that she knows how untrue it is, but she hopes it's shallow enough to erase what they just shared and make them go back to the sly back-and-forth they've gotten so used to, always vague enough to be fun.

There is relief in his laugh that warmly bounces off the buildings and echoes over the piazza. He throws up his hands in an almost triumphant gesture.

“Damn right I am!"

And that's how Isis knows everything is fine between them. The smile eases its way onto her face without her noticing at first, but when she feels the warmth in her cheeks and in her gut, she bites her lip to make it stop.

Five weeks after his arrival in Italy, Jack gets sick. Isis blames it on a bad oyster, which makes him laugh because she says it in a way that allows no discussion and reminds him of his mother. There are flowers in his hotel room with Get Well Soon!-cards written in fancy ink, but it's Isis who goes to the pharmacy to buy him medicine using her broken Italian, it's Isis who comes to air out his room when he's too tired to leave the bed, and it's Isis who wipes the sweat off his forehead and reassuringly runs her fingers through his greasy hair.

She knows she has better things to do than sitting by his bed and conversing about the topics they only educated themselves about to appeal to the rich folk. The man she has slept with for the past two weeks has flown back to England (not without declaring his love for her in the form of a letter and a diamond necklace), and there are new visitors at the hotel who look at Isis the way she wants them to look at her, and she should be by the pool with her head thrown back and legs curved, or at the bar, touching their shoulders while laughing at the stories they tell. Instead, she is sitting on the cushioned chair in Jack's room with her legs comfortably stretched out, arguing about whether or not Andy Warhol is any good. Sometimes it scares her how much she enjoys his company. She'd rather spend the days with him than alone in her room, she doesn't remember the last time she felt like that about another person.

Her visits get rarer and shorter once Jack gets better and Isis finds a man that takes her to fancy restaurants and buys her flowy dresses in the shops in town, but she makes sure to see Jack at least every other day. One time, as she is about to leave, he tells her to wait and rummages through his bedside table until he pulls out the sapphire ring she had seen on the hand of the lady at the tennis court dance, all those weeks ago.

“For you,” he says, “As a thank you for your time and care.”

When Isis hesitates he cocks his head to the side. "I won't miss it. Blue is more of your color anyway."

Isis lets him slide the ring on her pointer finger and looks at how the blue stone catches the light.

“I'm surprised you actually scored that lady,” she says softly, “I would have bet she wasn't interested in you.”

It's not what she actually wanted to say and they both know it, but they let it slide, and Isis manages to hide how fast her heart is beating until she is alone in the hallway and presses her palm to her chest.

“Do you want me to light that cigarette for you, sweetheart?”

Isis nods and leans over so James can reach the tip of her cigarette with his lighter. She knows that her pose allows him a good look down her dress, and she can tell that he enjoys it.

“Thank you,” she says after her first exhale. The smoke drifts away over the town. The restaurant they are at has a nice view, but maybe she just thinks that because when she looks at the city, she doesn't have to look at James.

It's not that he is ugly – he still has a lot of thick brown hair and some of the bluest eyes Isis has ever seen – but she can't look at him without thinking about his wife, Elizabeth, who had left the hotel last week because she missed their children back home.

Usually, Isis doesn't care about the casualties of her actions, but guilt has slipped into her mind over the course of the past few days. When she told Jack about it, he just shrugged and said he doesn't care, he knows how these people would treat him if he wasn't staying at their hotel but working in his father's garage, and while Isis understands him, her skin is still the same color as theirs and so it’s not her anger to share. Besides, she doesn't feel bad for the men she lies to about her feelings, she feels bad for their wives.

She has never thought much about what it must feel like for them, to be betrayed by the ones they've sworn to dedicate their lives to, be hurt and discarded by the ones they love. Love had been a commodity to Isis, as long as she can remember, and it worries her that the term has started to feel more and more like the vague idea of ‘sacrifice’ she has read about in countless romance novels. It had always seemed so foreign to her, but she kind of understands it now.

“Is there something wrong?” asks James and Isis smiles sweetly and shakes her head. Her mind is trying to replicate how it had felt when Jack kissed her temple last week, when she asked him to stay after they had slept together. Of course he left anyway, but the tenderness of his goodbye kiss made Isis so happy that it frightened her.

“I'm just admiring the view.” She takes another drag of her cigarette and tilts her head in a way that shows off her long, pale neck.

James looks at her and grins. “So am I.”

It takes everything in Isis not to roll her eyes. Instead, she throws her head back with a laugh that bubbles like champagne, covers her mouth with her one hand and puts the other one on James'.

“Oh, stop it, Jac– James!”

The C is a full stop in her throat and she can tell by the look on James' face that he heard it. She intertwines her fingers with his and strokes his thumb to make him forget.

“I’m going back to San Francisco.”

“When?”

“In two days.”

“Why?”

Jack shrugs. “I’m bored of this place. These people. And the heat.”

Isis nods. She knows she would feel the same if it wasn’t for him, but it still feels like he punched her in the gut. She’s not reason enough to stay.

“I just felt like you should know,” he says when Isis doesn’t respond, and she nods again.

“Thank you for telling me.”

There is an uncomfortable silence. Isis doesn’t know what else to tell him, except for the truth: “I’m going to miss you, you know.”

“I’m going to miss you, too.” She can tell that this isn’t all that he wants to say, but he stays silent after finishing his sentence and she wants to grab him by the collar of his stupid yellow shirt and call him a fucking coward. But she doesn’t. Instead, she grabs her book from the table next to her and tells Jack that she has to get ready for dinner.

When he knocks on her door hours later and asks her why she wasn’t at the dining hall, she tells him a lie.

“Come to L.A. with me.” The words fall from her lips carelessly. She had a plan on how to ask him, but then the sunlight made his skin glow even more than usual and suddenly, her words were stronger than her self-control.

“What?” Jack turns around, the look in his eyes somewhere between bewildered surprise and a deep sadness Isis wasn't expecting.

“I'm serious,” she says, voice shaking, “Come to L.A. with me. Or I come to San Francisco with you. I don't care.” She presses her hands into the wall behind her back. “We can live together and sell the other apartment so you can pay for college and finally become a journalist, and I'm sure that I'd find something to do, too, and –”

“Isis,” he interrupts her, and his voice is so gentle that it breaks her heart, “I... Why?”

She shrugs and looks at the shiny tiles on the floor. “I like being around you. And I want you to like me, even though there's nothing in it for me. I've never felt that way about anybody before I met you. And I don't want it to go away.” Her back is pressed against the wall so tightly by now that she feels like the wallpaper is going to swallow her. She doesn't dare to look at Jack.

There is a long moment of silence. Jack looks at his suitcase and sighs. His left thumb is pressed into the palm of his right hand, as if to distract him from pain somewhere else in his body.

“Do you think we can do this?”

It's not a no. Isis feels like she could cry.

“Maybe. I don't know.” Her voice is barely above a whisper.

“But what if we fail?” He turns to her and his eyes are filled with worry. “We both haven't done anything besides this in our lives. Do you really think we can just stop?”

“That's a stupid reason for not trying.” She puts her chin up. “The fear of failure. I've told you that before.”

He exhales and his shoulders drop.

“My god, Jack, look at us. Have we ever failed before?”

“This is different.”

“But it's still us.” Her hands are numb by now from being trapped between her back and the wall, but she doesn't care. She feels the same way she felt as a young girl, standing in front of the storefront windows, so determined to get what she wanted.

Jack looks very lost in the middle of his room. It's the first time Isis notices how big it is. “I'm just scared of hurting you,” he says softly.

“The fact that you care is enough for me.”

There's a short moment where neither of them move, as if they were frozen in time. Jack looks past Isis through the window, out into the sky, then back at her. She holds his gaze. She wants this. She wants him. So much that it’s clawing at her from the inside. He should know that.

Finally, slowly, he closes the space between them, wraps his arms around her waist and puts his head on her shoulder. He pulls her away from the wall and Isis feels the blood rush back into her hands. She buries her fingers in his hair. Jack softly rocks her from side to side as if she was a child.

“You know, I've always wanted to go to L.A.,” he murmurs into her neck and his words are echoing in her bones, “The palm trees look very pretty.”

“They are,” she whispers, “They are.”

“I’ve forgotten how uncomfortable these seats are.”

Jack chuckles beside her. “You've been in Italy for too long.”

Isis sighs. “Yes.”

She feels her body vibrate as the plane starts to drive. It will take them to Rome, from there, they will go to Los Angeles. Her stomach starts to twitch, like it always does during takeoff, but there is more to her anxiety today. The rattling of the tires on the concrete and the roaring of the engines drown out her thoughts. She closes her eyes.

“Are you okay?” Jack's voice is as soft as ever and yet she understands him just fine.

“I'm nervous,” she replies.

“Is it because of the plane?”

Isis opens her eyes and smiles at him. It's an unsure smile, flickering somewhere between excitement and fear. She can tell from the look in his eyes that he understands what she is trying to tell him.

He reaches for her hand and starts drawing small circles on her skin with his thumb. The plane lifts off and suddenly everything feels very still and quiet, despite the engines’ constant roar.

Jack's thumb rests on the sapphire ring on her pointer finger.

“I can't believe you're actually wearing it,” he murmurs, “Considering how it came into my possession.”

Isis puts her head on his shoulder. “It was the first gift you ever gave me. It's mine now. It doesn't matter how you got it.”

Jack laces their fingers together and kisses her forehead. Then he turns his head back to the window and they both watch as the plane breaks through the clouds, into the bright sky.

#amy writes #cowboy like me #evermore #taylor swift #now excuse me for i have to scream #ahhh #i can't believe this is my first fully finished story in ages #i'm :')#i love writing #and i'm pretty proud of this #also: fun cameos by other everlore characters #i am a james is a girl truther but :/ i discarded this for this story. sorry queen <3 #this turned out more cruel summer i love you ain't that the worst thing you ever heard than intended #but alas #i'll stop rambling now #have fun!#tw sex mention #tw smoking

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sj-thefan · 5 years ago

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Under the Moonlight P.1 (Ahkmenrah x reader)

Ahkmenrah x reader

So you may or may not have noticed, but I like to make sure my stories are accurate and that involves research, which I do quite a lot of. There are some things you should know before reading this. First off, the average life expectancy in Ancient Egypt was 30. Incest was frowned upon in the lower classes but common for pharaohs (this is not the case for reader and Ahkmenrah). Girls were often married at 13 and boys around the same age but at most 18, don't forget that that was practically middle-aged. Apparently, Ahkmenrah was killed at 17 so in order for the events to happen, they are under aged in this fic. If you are uncomfortable with that, I am sorry but I like accuracy so you don't need to read it. During pregnancy, a test was conducted and I won't go into detail but there are two different types of plants, barley and emmer, and depending on which grew first, meant the baby would be a boy or girl. This was accurate 50% of the time.

Warnings: Major character death(s) (descriptive scene), underage relationship including marriage and pregnancy (although reader and Ahkmenrah are the same age), pregnancy, family issues, favouritism

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“Mother! Father!” Ahkmenrah called entering the living chamber. “I have just heard the most amazing news…” He trailed off as he spotted his brother, Kahmunrah. He didn’t dislike his brother, it was just whenever they talked, Kahmunrah seemed displeased and angry. He nodded at his brother. “Kahmunrah.”

His mother, Shepseheret, instantly stood from her seat, moving towards her youngest son with a big smile. “What is it, my son?”

His father, Merenkahre, also rose, joining his wife.

“Y/n is with child,” Ahkmenrah smiled gleefully.

His mother gasped, smiling even bigger than before as she embraced him. His father placed his hand on Ahkmenrah’s shoulder. “Congratulations, my boy.” He turned, noticing his eldest had not moved. “Kahmunrah! Come congratulate your brother! He is furthering the family’s bloodline.”

Kahmunrah scowled. As he made his way over to his family, he put on a fake smile. “Congratulations, brother.” He pat him on the shoulder before leaving the room.

“He’s happy for you,” his mother assured.

Ahkmenrah knew that he wasn’t but smiled at his mother all the same. He may be the younger child, but he was the favourite and had been given everything that usually went to the oldest male heir. When he was 12, his parents told him that he would be the next Pharaoh, despite his brother being 5 years older. At 15, he met Y/n and they were married within a year. His brother had been upset that his parents found a wife for Ahkmenrah before him. He didn’t realize Y/n and Ahkmenrah met and arranged the wedding all on their own. Now, nearly two years later, Ahkmenrah was expecting a child, creating a new heir to the throne and bumping Kahmunrah further away from his rightful title. Ahkmenrah knew he had every right to be upset, but it still hurt that he couldn’t put his jealousy aside and congratulate his family properly.

“We shall have a feast!” Merenkahre exclaimed with a clap. A servant came over as he started giving preparation orders.

“Where is my daughter?” Shepseheret asked her son.

Ahkmenrah smiled at his mother. “Finishing with the doctor. I was too excited to wait.”

His mother giggled. “Your father was the same way. I remember when we found out, he ran straight out of the room shouting at everyone he passed.”

He laughed, glancing over to his father. It was difficult to picture the broad man being giddy and running around. Ahkmenrah couldn’t remember if he had ever even seen his father run.

His mother gasped, looking over her son’s shoulder. “You,” she drawled, smiling as she opened her arms and gave Y/n a hug, “I am so happy for you two.” She placed a kiss on the girl’s cheek as she stepped back, shaking her head in happy disbelief.

Ahkmenrah watched his wife smile brightly.

“Thank you.” She blushed at the attention from her husband’s mother. When she and Ahkmenrah got married, Shepseheret welcomed her with open arms and instantly doted on her, ordering her servants to make a fine dress for her. Y/n had still not gotten used to the woman’s attentive care, and often found herself blushing around her new mother.

Ahkmenrah moved to her side, wrapping his arm around her waist. “Father is throwing us a feast.”

Y/n raised her eyebrows, looking to Merenkahre. Noticing the attention was on him, he dismissed the servant, smiling at the couple. “In three days' time, we shall celebrate this blessing with the nine kingdoms.” He stepped forward, placing a hand on his daughter’s shoulder. “Congratulations, my daughter.”

Darkness. All she could see was darkness.

Every part of her body felt wrapped tightly in some sort of cloth. She put her hands out, trying to determine where she was through touch but was met with a solid surface almost immediately. She was lying in a box. She banged on the solid surface hoping someone would help her.

The surface was soon removed, and the cloth pulled away from her face. “Ahkmenrah? What is going on?”

She sat up glancing around the moonlit room as he helped her out of the box. They were in a tomb. The walls were intricately decorated, and jewels and other treasures were placed around the room as well. The tomb door was shut. She looked at her husband with pleading eyes.

“I don’t know, my love.” His hand caressed her cheek as he stared into her eyes. “We’re in my tomb.”

She glanced down; they were both dressed in cloth wrappings. She flexed her fingers loosening the cloth around her hand. Looking behind her, she saw that she hadn’t been in a box. It was a sarcophagus.

“Are we dead?” Y/n glanced back to her husband’s eyes, knowing the answer but hoping he would tell her something different.

He nodded slightly. “I think so.”

“Then how are we…” She lifted her hand, pulling the cloth away to reveal her skin.

“My father’s tablet.” Ahkmenrah turned to face the golden tablet that was on the nearby wall. Y/n grabbed his hand, following as he moved closer to it. “It works.”

The feast was lavish with excessive amounts of both food and guests.

Ahkmenrah had wanted to celebrate with the people of their kingdom, so every citizen was invited, no matter their status. Everyone brought gifts, mostly food or fertility charms for their future queen.

Y/n had been made a dress for the celebration by Shepseheret – while, Shepseheret ordered a dress made. It was long with flowing silk and clinched under her breasts to accentuate her barely swollen stomach. Fabric flowed from her back to straps on her arms to mimic the wings of Isis, goddess of marriage, fertility, motherhood, and kingship.

The couple spent most of the night with each other, but Ahkmenrah had been pulled away by his father to talk. Y/n was standing alone when Kahmunrah joined her.

He spoke slowly, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. “Why would my brother leave his darling wife alone? Especially now that she’s carrying his child.”

“I’m not alone.” She glanced at her brother who stood beside her. “You’re here for one.”

Kahmunrah had taken to intimidating Y/n ever since she entered the castle and gave him a shy smile. He thought she would crumble easily, but, despite her kindness, she would always return his remarks.

“Ah,” he sighed, looking over the crowd, “but I just got here.”

“If you haven’t noticed, although I’m sure you have, the guards have taken to watching me very closely since the news that I am carrying the future pharaoh’s child reached their ears.” She stressed her husband's title, knowing that it would cause Kahmunrah to sulk away. “So, I’m never truly alone.”

He scoffed. “They do as their told.” He glared at her. “And they don’t dare harm members of the royal family. You should be careful.” He smirked as Y/n’s eyes widened and she frowned, her jaw clenching.

“Brother!” Ahkmenrah greeted, joining the two. “How are you enjoying the festivities?”

Kahmunrah gave his brother a tight-lipped smile. “They are absolutely splendid. We were just discussing the increased guards that seem to follow your wife now.”

“Yes.” Ahkmenrah wrapped his arm around his wife, smiling at her. She returned the smile before he looked back to his brother. “She’s double the royalty now, and I will always protect my family.”

Y/n looked to Kahmunrah. His jaw had clenched as he forced out a goodnight before disappearing into the crowd.

“Are you alright, my love?” Ahkmenrah asked, drawing her eyes again. “You seemed upset when I first came over.”

Y/n stayed quiet for a moment, staring into her husband’s eyes. “Ahkmenrah,” she hesitated, glancing down quickly, “you don’t think Kahmunrah will try to hurt us, do you?”

He furrowed his brow, thinking over her words.

“He just,” she continued, “said something strange tonight.”

“He says strange things all the time-”

“-Yes, but he’s never told me to be careful of someone in our family trying to hurt me.”

He grabbed her hand, sighing. “I know he’s always been upset that I was given the throne, but I don’t think he would go as far as to hurt you or me.”

“I’m not worried he’ll hurt us. I’m scared he’ll kill us.”

Ahkmenrah shook his head slightly. “He wouldn’t harm us. Besides,” he gestured to the various guards around the room, “I don’t think he’ll ever get the chance.”

She smiled at him. “You’re right. I’m probably just being paranoid.”

“It’s alright, Y/n.” He hugged her close. “I won’t let anything happen to you or our baby.” She smiled against him, hugging him back even tighter.

As they pulled away, Ahkmenrah smirked as one of his favourite songs was being played. “Do you want to dance?” He held out his hand.

Y/n placed her hand in his. “I’d love to.”

“What’s the last thing you remember?”

Ahkmenrah and Y/n lay, wrapped in each other’s arms as they looked up at the moon.

Y/n thought for a moment. “Running.” She sighed, looking to her husband. “Running away from Kahmunrah.”

“I was hoping my memory was wrong.” He sighed meeting her eyes. “I am so sorry, my love.” His hand rested on her stomach as he apologized for more than just not being able to protect her life.

Y/n glanced over to the jars that held their organs. Among them, she had found a small gold box. She didn’t dare open it once she saw the painting of the goddess of children. She knew what, or rather who, it was. Her eye’s landed on the little box. Ahkmenrah followed her gaze.

“What is it?” he asked.

She stood up, grabbing the box and bringing it to Ahkmenrah. He sat up, taking the small box from her hands. Her eyes filled with tears as she knelt to the ground and watched her husband’s face fall as he observed the box.

“Is this…”

Y/n nodded, letting a tear fall. “Our baby.” She sniffled, trying to hold back her tears. “He was never alive, so he can’t be brought back.”

Y/n started crying as Ahkmenrah lifted the lid, his own tears spilling from his eyes. “He?” he asked after a moment of silence. He could barely tell the box held a baby let alone what gender it was.

“The barley grew first.” She smiled sadly as she recalled the day she found out what gender the doctor thought the baby would be. It wasn’t certain, but she had taken to thinking of her child as a ‘he’ since that day. She didn’t tell Ahkmenrah because she didn’t want to get his hopes up. Her mother had been disappointed to find out she birthed a girl after the doctor told her it would be a boy, so Y/n knew not to get her, or anyone else’s hopes up.

He closed the box, pulling Y/n close as they both let their tears fall freely for their lost child.

Four moon cycles. Only four moon cycles till Y/n and Ahkmenrah would meet their baby.

Y/n stood on the balcony of their room. The moonlight offered a soft glow to her skin. She left her robe open, so she could caress her stomach, which had finally begun to grow noticeable and required new dresses to be made.

She hummed as she felt Ahkmenrah wrap his arms around her and nestle his head into her neck. His hands found hers and began rubbing over the soft skin. He placed a kiss to her neck.

They stood there for a while before Ahkmenrah, pulled away. He turned her around, grabbing her hands and pulling her towards their bed.

As they settled in bed facing each other, Y/n interlocked their hands again.

Ahkmenrah reached up, pushing a strand of hair away from Y/n’s face. She hummed when he left his hand resting against her cheek. He leaned forward, pressing his lips to hers. “I love you, so much,” he whispered.

“I love you t-”

The doors to their room burst open, causing Ahkmenrah to quickly sit up. He relaxed slightly when he saw it was Kahmunrah.

“Brother,” he sighed. “You frightened us.” Y/n gripped his hand noticing the knife before he did. “What do you need?”

“Ahkmenrah,” Y/n whispered.

He turned to his wife, following her wide-eyed gaze to his brother’s hand. “Kahmunrah.” He swallowed. “You don’t have to do this.” His hand came to rest in front of Y/n, trying to shield her from his brother.

“Unfortunately for you, I do.” Kahmunrah plunged his knife towards Y/n’s stomach.

Ahkmenrah was quick. He threw his body over his wife’s and telling her to run. The knife pierced his back. He cried out in pain as he fell slightly on the place where Y/n had just been.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Kahmunrah pulled the knife out of Ahkmenrah, advancing quickly on Y/n who had tried to run past him. “Did you really think you would get away? I warned you.” He smirked as she shook slightly at his words.

“Don’t do this. Please,” she begged.

Ahkmenrah, taking advantage of his brother’s lack of attention, stood to shaky feet. He grabbed a torch – the closest thing he could find – and swung at his brother. Kahmunrah noticed movement out of the corner of his eye and turned just in time to catch his brother’s swing. Kahmunrah was always stronger than his little brother, and the loss of blood left Ahkmenrah even weaker.

Kahmunrah smirked as he plunged the knife into his brother’s stomach and settled him to his knees. “Now watch while I kill your little family,” he whispered in his ear.

Y/n was frozen in fear as she watched the dagger leave her husband’s stomach with a flood of blood. Her eyes met his. Run, he mouthed.

Y/n quickly tried to run past Kahmunrah, but the older man easily grabbed her. She let out a scream as she felt his hand dig roughly into her stomach.

“No, please,” Ahkmenrah whispered as blood dripped from his mouth. “Please.”

Kahmunrah kept his eyes on his brother as he plunged the dagger through Y/n’s stomach. He smiled as he watched his brother crumble. Ahkmenrah’s eyes were wide and he let out a choked scream. He watched the life slowly leave his wife with every twist of the blade his brother seemed to enjoy too much.

As her eye’s closed, and she stopped choking on the blood, Ahkmenrah turned his attention to his brother. He growled, trying to stand again.

Kahmunrah rolled his eyes as he let go of Y/n. Her body crumpled to the ground with a soft thud. “It’s pointless.”

“You’re a monster.”

“No,” Kahmunrah replied stepping forward and gripping Ahkmenrah’s shoulder. “I’m the future pharaoh.” He plunged the knife through his brother’s chest, smiling as he watched the life fade from his eyes.

He would be king.

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araminakilla · 6 years ago

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Faris D'jinn (long) appreciation post

Warning: If you don't like very long posts or deep analysis of a character or situations, maybe you want to skip this. But you are always welcome.

I will always say this: Treasure of the found lamp! is one of my favorites episodes of the Ducktales bomb (the other is Nothing can stop Della Duck!) I like the jokes, the journeys of the two groups, the cameos of different characters that appeared in Season One. But most of all... Him.

Faris D'jinn. Middle Eastern adventurer. Seeker of the lamp. Descendant of an actual genie and the amazing woman who freed him. Here are ten reasons (not counting the facts that he is a great swordman and a cool biker because everyone knows that) of why this warrior is one my favourite characters in the Ducktales universe:

1. He is not what he seems

The first time I saw this guy in the SDCC 2018, and the person presenting the characters said he was Dijon from the Ducktales movie, there were two different reactions from my part:

"OMG! They acknowledged the movie. That means Merlock is going to return!" And...

"This Dijon looks so COOL! But...he looks like a terrorist"

And before you sue and attack me, there are some comments in YouTube that reflected my thoughts. One of them said he looks like an ISIS member.

But I have investigated and I found out that in fact, there are some people that wear traditional black clothes in the Middle East and are NOT asociated with violence or radical groups. So, my bad people. I'm really ashamed for making this statement. I try to not be an ignorant of different cultures for reasons like this.

Anyway, those months I tried to stay positive that, if he was a bad guy, he could get a redemption arc. Because there's no way that this awesome Ducktales crew, that handles the Latino community very well, is going to portray arabs in a bad light, just like every old Hollywood productions (I'm looking at you, Aladdin)

And when the promo of Ducktales and Big Hero 6 appeared, with this warrior using his sword in front of a very scared Scrooge... well... I put my thoughts on another post, but I was a little concerned for the Middle Eastern representation.

Great was my surprise when I saw the episode for the first time. Let say that the power of the lamp wasn't the only plot twist of that episode.

2. He's so serious that it's funny

His single-minded quest for the lamp before the Ifrit's dawn (a fact that he monologued for 10 minutes without blinking) leaves him with no time to joke around, except everyone around him is a goof, and that makes him hilarous in a sense. Best demostrated when he answered ALL the riddles from a literal JOKE BOOK. He's so smart... yet so gullible that it's amazing. It's like he can't tell when someone is lying or making a joke... I don't know if that's possible. There's also his reaction at the "got your nose" prank which, honestly to me, was one of the best reactions EVER. Maybe it's how he screamed "monster!" and how he seems to really believe the creature got his nose. Truth to be to told, I was very surprised the first time I saw him laugh, that was something unexpected. And how the premise of the episode was him getting a family of adventuring Ducks, a greek Godness, a sea monster and a bunch of Beagles involved in a quest...to give himself a birthday present, like... Who gives himself a birthday present? (Really, I don't know someone who does that)

3. He is grateful even with enemies

He defeated Charybdis and the poor monster was whipped and given the beat of his life because he wanted to help Scrooge and Webby with the phony quest, and the first thing the warrior does is thanking him and saying that he will be remembered in the story of the lamp. That impressed me... And somehow made worth all the pain that Charybdis had. The same happened with the "Minotaur" and Ma Beagle (the little bow that he made is priceless). Many people would mock their defeated enemies and give them zero respect... but not him. That was so honorable, it reminded me of how Medieval Knights act, which would be discussed in the seventh point of this post.

4. He forgave the Ducks easily

"Djinn, I'm sorry I tricked you. If I'd known what was at stake..."

"Another chapter in the legend. A final trial before we find the lamp! It's all part of the journey!"

Like wow... That was something I was NOT expecting, because I wouldn't expect a guy who was shouting and slicing things all day to be that... nice. And maybe that could be because there was no time in the episode for the liar revealed drama. But the points D'jinn made about why he forgave Scrooge make total sense. He loves adventures and journeys, he likes to write in a scroll about the trials he had, so he instead took the positives aspects that the phony quest had and continue with his life. Now that's something you don't see very often. Instead of swearing revenge and dedicate his time ruining someone's life (I'm looking at you Glomgold, Magica, Negaduck and other villains) he forgave the Ducks, focused on the present and keep only the most important facts. I like that way of thinking.

5. He has a deep love for his family's history (and his heritage and bloodline)

He comes from a family that, as far as I'm concerned, keeps the stories of their past alive, passing them to the next generations. It's been ten generations since the genie was freed. What the ex-magical creature got was more valuable that having phenomenal cosmic powers: A loving wife and many descendants who remember them with such passion, and now one of said descendants, fascinated by their love story has adquired the "totem that started it all". I heard that arabs in particular are family oriented people, they would do ANYTHING for their loved ones, and that's the first time I saw that in a cartoon (at least in a Disney cartoon, the other example that is Non-Disney is the Oscar nominated "The Breadwinner", which I recommend you guys have to see it, it's so good)

D'jinn made a long journey from the Middle East to America (at least I think Duckburg is in America) for a powerless lamp because of it's sentimental value, which leads us to the next point...

6. He is a sentimental guy

You wouldn't expect a tough, serious and to some extent dangerous guy to have powerful feelings like love? Right? Think again. There's a reason of why the call D'jinn (and his VA, Omid Abtahi) a cinnamon roll. He has strong emotions, that is (I think) one of the reasons of why he's so dramatic. It's part of his personality. In fact, his volatile personality (using many times his sword, cutting things, flipping a table) has a solid base of why it is the way it is. I'm not saying that destroying the couch and threatening the Duck family is not wrong, I'm saying this because this is NOT a matter of the "He's an arab and all arabs are volatile/barbaric/will scream and attack you 'cause that is their nature" thing that all the Hollywood movies I saw (at least the examples I saw in the documentary "Reel Bad Arabs") have. No sir, this is different.

And talking about Arab stereotypes...

7. He's a HUGE improvement from the Ducktales movie and series

Back in 1990, he was Dijon, a thief and mook to Merlock, the Big Bad Wolf of the Movie. He was funny and the interactions he had with Scrooge in the movie and the series are funnier (Also, did you know that the last words Scrooge said in the series was "Dijon!" because the duck was running towards him 'cause he stole his watch?)

But, as the Nostalgia Critic put it in his review of the Ducktales Movie

"I don't know... Is this considered racist now? Yes, he has an accent and is a thief..."

He's fine as a comic relief, but nothing makes him different from the Crows of Dumbo, or the Indians of Peter Pan, or the Siamese cats of Lady and the Tramp, or...

Honest Trailer's guy: Stop it!

OK ok. The point it's... The Ducktales reboot did it again. They took a not so well liked character from the '87 series and made him/her a lovable character, like Mamá Cabrera (I swear, she's also mi mamá now)

Now he's honorable, charming, etc (and yes, those words are from a YouTuber reviewer) But specialy, they changed his name to Faris D'jinn which not only sounds more arabic, but also foreshadows his relationship with a genie. Plus, Faris means "Knight" in arabic, which describes what he is and how he acts perfectly.

8. He's different but at the same time just like everyone else

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Yeah, he looks different, speaks with an accent that's not American, has a different mindset about things in life and maybe that could come from the country he's been raised, or his family or maybe he decide to be the way he is on his own accord. But, as an lesson learned in the episode "The Depths of cousin Fethry!"

Just because something or someone is different doesn't mean is bad.

True, D'jinn didn't make a first good impresion with the Duck family, except from Webby (You go girl! It seems that she has a talent to see edgy but misunderstood people and give them a chance) but at the end everyone was celebrating his birthday with him. They give him a cake! This small but powefull gesture made me 100% convinced that, even with flaws and conflicts, they are the perfect family. It still surprises me that the crew of Ducktales and Disney would make a scene like that. If someone told me a year ago that they would make a scene with: An arab. Dressed with traditional clothes (turban and all). Wearing all black. Celebrating his/her birthday with an American (Scotish in Scrooge's case) Family, I would have laugh and say: Yeah, sure, like they would actualy show that.

But they did it and I couldn't be more happy.

Just a pause from this Ducktales' post

Some of you could be thinking as you read this: "Nice that your people are shown in a positive way"

The thing is... I'm not arab. I'm a latinoamerican who just happens to love Middle Eastern cultures. My country isn't very prejuiced towards Middle Eastern people (maybe because there's a few of them) but I have come from a long way. To being sure that everything there was just sand and violence to wanting to visit some of the many wonders that the East has to give, meet people and learn their point of view. I think everyone should do that at some point, instead of, you know, getting all your arab information from Hollywood movies and concluding that everything would be better if the Middle Easterns were dead. As this quote from the YouTube Documentary "Reel bad Arabs" states:

"We feel that Arabs are not like us, are not like everyone else, then let's kill them off, then they deserve to die, right?"

The thing is, they are more similar that we think, it's just that the international media doesn't show that... until now.

And going back with Ducktales

Yeah, this dude looks different, but he laughs, feels, and enjoys having a great time just like everyone else.

It's the same that is happening with Fenton and the latino representation. D'jinn is a hero who happens to be arab. A dramatic warrior. A family values man. A great allie, friend and who knows what many things more. He, and other Ducktales characters, have so many layers that it's incredible. Just like people, you can't define someone only from their personality or their race. There are so many things that make a person unique. D'jinn broke the expectations I had for him (or he sliced them with his sword) for the better.

9. He's better than Aladdin in many ways

By starters, the voice actors. Aladdin's VA is American and has an American accent in the movie. D'jinn's VA is Omid Abtahi, born in Iran, a Middle Eastern actor. And I'm not saying arab because Irani people are not Arabs (correct me if I'm wrong). Omid doesn't have an accent, as far as I know, but I think it's a nice detail to have the warrior being voiced by someone who comes from the same place. Then, we have the fact that Aladdin lied to almost everyone and D'jinn was a victim of a lie. True, the Ducks assumed he was going to kill them all (and for a good reason) but a lie is still a lie. I don't know many things about Middle Eastern clothes and fashion in the past and the present, but I can tell you will find (maybe traditional) people who wears something more close to D'jinn than Aladdin, and I'm pretty sure the warrior would free a genie if he has the chance because he's a descendant of one. But apart from their differences, both are really good people with a big heart and a kind soul, it's just that we find out Aladdin is good in the beggining of the movie with the bread and orphans scene and with D'jinn almost in the end of the episode, because to be honest, I was expecting him to be lying about wanting to protect the lamp and instead working for the new Merlock, since that was his role in the original movie. Many of us expected a lying thief, but instead we got another Diamond in the Rough.

10. He is a key for one of Scrooge's character developments

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The richest duck in the World was SO impressed by the warrior's story that he opened a museum of valuable artifacts so he can share his stories with his family and the world. Let's repeat that. Scrooge McDuck, a very famous, very important and proud adventurer took the advice of a stranger (he also was 100% sure this stranger would kill him and his family if he doesn't get what he wants) because he saw his "human" side, a family side that made the duck realize "maybe we are not so different after all".

Not even the Buzzards (people who worked with Scrooge for who knows what many years) were capable of convincing Scrooge to do some of their plans (but lets be honest, their plans are awful)

That made him be more open about his adventures, his past experiences and his treasures, each one with a unique story. Maybe that would prevent unfortunate yard sales in the future.

Bonus:

11. He is going to return

It is confirmed in one of Frank Angones' posts that he is going to appear in the future, maybe as an allie of the Duck family in an adventure. Or who knows? Maybe they can recruit him as a member of a superheroes team along with Gizmoduck, Darkwing Duck and others. Plus, I want to see him interact with Launchpad and Donald.

That would be all... for now.

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schraubd · 5 years ago

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Rate That Apology, Part 9: AIPAC!

A few days ago, it emerged that AIPAC had ran some rather ... aggressive ads targeting Democrats. "The radicals in the Democratic Party," the ad text read, "are pushing their anti-Semitic and anti-Israel policies down the throats of the American people." Whoof. The ads also linked to a petition which said that "It’s critical that we protect our Israeli allies especially as they face threats from Iran, Hamas, Hezbollah ISIS and — maybe more sinister — right here in the U.S. Congress." Double whoof. When I first saw these ads, they were so out-of-character for AIPAC (which -- reputation notwithstanding -- generally tries to avoid wading into partisan frays) that I assumed they were fake. But they were not, and AIPAC has apologized for running them. So let's rate that apology, shall we? The apology is four paragraphs long, and it is interesting while it starts off pretty good, each paragraph is worse than the one which comes before it. Let's take them one at a time:

We offer our unequivocal apology to the overwhelming majority of Democrats in Congress who are rightfully offended by the inaccurate assertion that the poorly worded, inflammatory advertisement implied.

That's not bad! What I like most about this is the phrase "rightfully offended". Not "those who were offended", not "if you were offended", not "read it as offensive". The apology owns up that the ad was, objectively, offensive. It also agrees that the ad was inaccurate and inflammatory. "Poorly worded" is a bit of a hedge, but in the context of the rest of the paragraph I don't think it detracts from the message.

We appreciate the broad and reliable support that Democrats in Congress have consistently demonstrated for Israel. The bipartisan consensus that Democrats and Republicans have established on this issue forms the foundation of the U.S.-Israel relationship.

This is also generally fine. It's less "apologetic" than the first paragraph, to be sure. But had these been the only two paragraphs, I think this would have been an overall pretty decent, unequivocal apology. Alas....

The ad, which is no longer running, alluded to a genuine concern of many pro-Israel Democrats about a small but growing group, in and out of Congress, that is deliberately working to erode the bipartisan consensus on this issue and undermine the U.S.-Israel relationship.

I understand the temptation to try to explain, in one's apology, why you said the thing you're apologizing for. I'm not going to say one should never do that, but it's a high-risk proposition and it rarely pays off. Mostly, that's because it comes off as an effort to dodge responsibility and to rehabilitate what actually matters, which is the underlying cause. But here we see pitfall of a different and more ironic sort. The purpose of the ad was to express concern about the erosion of a bipartisan consensus around Israel? Well gosh golly, what do they think this ad did if not contribute to that erosion? It'd be like writing an apology for cursing out prominent entertainer and then saying you did it only to draw attention about diminishing civility in public life.

We regret that the ad's imprecise wording distorted our message and offended many who are deeply committed to this cause. We look forward to continuing our work with friends in Congress to strengthen the U.S.-Israel relationship and oppose any efforts to undermine its deep, bipartisan support.

Oh how far we've fallen from the first paragraph. At the start, "poor wording" was contextualized in language that straightforwardly accepted responsibility. Here, it stands alone, suggesting that the only problem with the advertisement was in its choice in rhetoric and that it was expressing an important point poorly. Nooope. The advertisement called Democrats antisemites who were ramming anti-Israel politics down the throats of the American people in a fashion potentially more sinister than ISIS. We're a well ways past the point of poor wording here. AIPAC needs to actually reckon with what it did here, and why it was wrong. If the beginning of the apology seemed to gesture in that direction, it's gone by the end. I'll add one more note. For the most part in this series we've rated the apology of individuals, not organizations. And there are certain additional elements of an institutional apology that don't make a lot of sense for an individual. An individual can't "discipline" or "fire" the person responsible, nor can they really implement processes to "guard against this happening again". But an institution can, and maybe should be expected to. I don't think AIPAC has said anything on either of these fronts -- who was responsible, what actions (if any) were taken to discipline them, and what guardrails have been put up to ensure we don't see a repeat. That's worrisome, and knocks them down a grade. In general, my view of AIPAC differs substantially from the conventional wisdom. The latter sees AIPAC as this titan of Washington politics that brutally crushes even the slightest deviation from Likudnik policy. I see AIPAC as a paper tiger that generally seeks to cultivate relationships more than enforce dogma and has largely struggled to flex any concrete muscle in circumstances where there is significant political energy pushing against it. This truth is masked because for many years there rarely was any political energy pushing against -- but you see it in the case of, e.g., the Iran Deal, where AIPAC really did go all out to sink it and made pretty much zero headway. The problem AIPAC is running into is twofold. First, it wants to be bipartisan in an era of increased polarization. And second, it has a staff which I suspect actually is mostly left-of-center paired with a donor base that is increasingly right-wing. As much as folks like me see AIPAC as engaging in partisan attacks against Democrats (for all its talk about how it "supports a two-state solution", one never sees it drop $40 million to attack Republicans for abandoning it), it's also under a lot of pressure from its right flank which wants to see it really take the gloves off and explicitly come out as an anti-Democratic actor. They are tired of what they see as AIPAC coddling Democrats and want it to announce what they already know: Democrats are the anti-Israel party. These ads almost certainly came either from actors within AIPAC who agree with that sentiment, or as a result of pressure from external donors who are pushing that narrative. Hyperpolarization cuts both ways: Republicans, too, have little use for even a politically-friendly organization if it continues to gesture at straddling the middle. They don't want earnest efforts at cultivating bipartisanship; they want an attack dog. AIPAC isn't paying me for advice, but I'll offer some anyway: this would be a very short-sighted strategy. It's not just because explicitly aligning with the right would be perhaps a boon for the Republican Party but a disaster for pro-Israel politics. It's also that the right-wing actors AIPAC would embolden are ones whom AIPAC has surprisingly little influence over. Even as its reputation has drifted right-ward over the past few years, AIPAC has progressively lost influence among Republican elected officials who prefer to take their cues from more explicitly partisan outlets like ZOA or CUFI. AIPAC might rule the roost of "bipartisan" Israel talk, but it's hard to see what their niche is as just one explicitly right-wing group among many. For better or for worse, though, I doubt AIPAC is going to be able to right ship. It's just too big, and archaic, and creaky, and doesn't have the institutional adroitness to adjust to the new era its finding itself in. Unfortunately for people like me, these sorts of transitions are difficult, and there will be adjustment pains. Is it fun watching AIPAC get used as a punching bag, accused of forming an "unholy alliance" with Islamophobes and White Nationalists while prominent Democratic candidates nod along? Not for me -- but then again, perhaps AIPAC should have thought of that before handing out money to Frank Gaffney or putting Adam Milstein on its national board. More broadly, to the extent the pro-Israel movement aligns itself with Trump, that ipso facto represents allying with an Islamophobe and White Nationalist of the highest order. The sad truth is that AIPAC is mostly reaping what it has sown here. We can wince at intemperate rhetoric all we want, but the fact is the claim that AIPAC has aligned itself with -- has supported and is supported by -- at least some Islamophobes and White Nationalists is just as strong as the case that Bernie Sanders has aligned himself with antisemites, and the folks getting themselves up in high dudgeon over Elizabeth Warren not rushing to AIPAC's defense hardly would blink at similar accusations being leveled at Sanders (the idea that, if a rally-goer prefaced a question by saying Sanders is "forming an alliance with antisemites and Communists", Donald Trump would do anything but cheer him on is almost as fanciful as the idea that the national media would view it as an unspeakable slander if Trump did nothing more than ignore it). Anyway, I've digressed a bit from rating that apology. So: A good start is undermined, albeit not wholly erased, by a mediocre ending. 5.5/10 via The Debate Link https://ift.tt/2Sbr3us

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cabiba · 3 years ago

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Occasionally, my nine-year-old son and I indulge in something we call the “Misunderstanding Game”.

Thomas: “Mom, I want another round of Among Us.”

Me: “Of course, darling, you are absolutely welcome to be among us, you know you don’t have to ask.”

Thomas, giggling and rolling his eyes, patiently explains yet again that there is a computer game called Among Us. In other words, he wants more screen time. I carry on pretending not to understand what he wants. Games, I say, what a good idea. Which one would you like to play? On and on it goes, as I keep on deliberately misunderstanding him.

I do, of course, have a hidden agenda: all this time that he is fooling around with me means less screen time. He also enjoys the maternal attention. I think of it at times as a useful activity, at times as amusing and entirely harmless.

When I listen to people discuss today’s encounters between Islam and the West, I am reminded of this game. The only problem is that these conversations are rarely useful and not in the least amusing. Quite often they lead to more harm than good.

The best illustration of this Misunderstanding Game relates to the issue of immigration from Muslim countries and how European societies should absorb Muslim immigrants.

The first deliberate misunderstanding is the pretence that unskilled immigrants with little formal education are absolutely necessary for advanced economies. With Europe’s shrinking populations and falling fertility rates, the woke and Leftist enablers say, surely no one can argue that enticing young and vibrant people to immigrate is a bad thing. Those terrible xenophobes who fixate on cost/benefit exercises — how much, in monetary terms, immigrants cost society versus how much they contribute — simply don’t get it. Those who point out the large-scale welfare dependency of those immigrants and even of their children a generation later, let alone the emergence of an underclass of ethnic and religious enclaves, are met with cheerful accounts of benefits that cannot be quantified in material terms: the cuisine, attire, sights and sounds of new exotic cultures that locals can now sample at leisure.

Related to this wilful misunderstanding is the argument of compassion. Let’s reject the economic immigrants, say some, and only allow in those who qualify for asylum. In any case, it is just a temporary measure until their countries return to normal. But this approach raises myriad questions. How on earth do we design a vetting process that can distinguish those in search of economic opportunity from those who are true victims of civil strife? When will their countries return to normal? What will they do in the meantime? And who will pay for it all?

Those adept at playing the Misunderstanding Game, however, have some very compelling distractions. Empathy is required, they say. Imagine if it were you or your family who had to endure the ravages of war and upheaval. It wasn’t that long ago that Europe was going through such turmoil. Would you have turned away Jews fleeing what would become the Holocaust?

In any case, we’re told, it is our own fault that these societies are falling apart because we colonised them in the first place. Worse, we even profited from the slave trade before and during the colonial years. Here the conclusion of the Misunderstanding Game is made clear: the moral atonement for historical wrongs is more compelling than any rational attempt to analyse the issues on the table.

A third version of the Misunderstanding Game is the assertion that immigrants are all the same. This approach is partly a response to those such as Dutch sociologist Professor Ruud Koopmans, who has questioned why is it so much harder for immigrants from Muslim societies to integrate into Western countries. Why, for instance, are Lebanese Christians Lebanese more likely to become fully assimilated in Australia than Lebanese Muslims when their circumstances of arrival and departure are practically the same? Or why do Bangladeshi and Pakistani immigrants struggle to integrate in the UK, while their Hindu and Sikh counterparts flourish and, in some cases, even do better than the natives?

Koopmans has compelling data to explain these trends. But who is interested in such questions, let alone such tedious things as data? The game is to misunderstand, to mix up and muddle. So Mr Koopmans, they say, let’s talk about your intent. Your work may be empirical but it is your underbelly that matters: for even though you claim to be a Social Democrat, you are in fact a racist. Busted. You can’t hide behind that pro-labour façade when you defame the true workers of the world with your anti-social science.

Finally, when played at its most mischievous, the Misunderstanding Game simply insists that we all want the same things. We all want to be free and equal; we all want to abide by the law; we all share the same basic values and we all want to respect the dignity of others. For those of us who are men and women of faith, in the end we all pray to the same God. For those of us who are secular, we are all led by our reason. Save for a subset of misfits — and every society has those — we are all just human beings.

To this kind of argument, I always have the same response: not everyone’s concept of God is identical. How else would you explain the existence of Islamist sermons of hatred? Or the harassment of women, gays, Jews and others? What would you say to the victims of the Pakistani Muslim grooming gangs or the Muslim girls who are forced into marriage? If we all pray to the “same” God, then what about the knife attacks, the beheadings and the use of trucks as weapons of murder by perpetrators screaming Allahu-Akbar? What about ISIS and Al-Qaeda? Radical views exist and we urgently need to grapple with them.

Hold it right there, the misunderstanders reply. Didn’t we already make it clear? There are misfits in every society, including ours. Sexual violence against women is universal. And look at the latest report from the UK Home Office. It concludes clearly — after an allegedly long and rigorous research process — that the whole gory business of grooming gangs had nothing to do with Pakistanis and absolutely nothing to do with Islam.

So who is playing this Misunderstanding Game? A class of undergraduates doing a workshop on Public Policy? No. It is in fact our elected political leaders, as well as senior editors from highly regarded news outlets, professors from reputable universities and think tanks, senior civil servants and, at times, EU leaders. These conversations on the thorniest issues facing Europe are taking place in parliamentary committees, debating chambers, international seminars and on national television.

Scrutinise the transcripts of these talks, replay the recordings, read the numerous reports, books and articles generated over the last three decades on immigration, Islam and integration, and the picture that emerges is the same: it is an endless version of the Misunderstanding Game.

Meanwhile, the numbers of immigrants in Europe from Muslim-majority countries has swelled to… who knows? In 2017, the Pew Research Center projected that the Muslim share of Europe’s population could rise from 4.9% to between 7.4% (if there is no more immigration) and 14% (if there is a lot) by 2050. Even if there is less blitheness today about the wonderful ways immigrants from Muslim countries will enrich Europe — especially in France — an end to immigration is not in sight. Europe’s borders continue to be porous, the reasons that compel people to leave their countries get increasingly compelling.

It is, perhaps, a disappointment to those who have always insisted that we humans are all the same to see so many Muslim groups form organisations and movements with the objective of isolating their communities from the rest of society. In some countries, like France, they have succeeded enough to alarm the president to introduce new legislation that signals he has had enough of the Misunderstanding Game. And yet President Macron can hardly be said to be leading a Europe-wide change of sentiment. In most countries, the Misunderstanding Game goes on. Why?

One theory is that there is a genuine desire within the European political elite to atone for the past; today’s leaders don’t want to repeat the mistakes of their ancestors. Another possibility is that Western leaders have simply lost confidence in Western Civilisation. It has all been one long tale of horrors: slavery, oppression, colonialism, genocides, misogyny and massacres. Hence there are no values to protect from large numbers of outsiders and certainly nothing worthwhile to ask immigrants to integrate into. A third explanation is that some European leaders genuinely wish to do away with borders. For them it is a matter of principle and they couldn’t care less who pays the price for the pursuit of a borderless planet.

But I believe there is one more reason: incompetence. Quite simply, none of the leaders whose job it is to resolve the issues of Muslim immigration and integration has a clue as to how to go about it. These politicians around the table who do have the right sort of principles but lack the ability to persuade the others. Some grasp the fine details of the issue but are incapable of seeing the big picture. And as with all policy areas of this magnitude and complexity, there are also those leaders who parrot the interests of organised groups who benefit from the status quo. It is they, I assume, who enjoy the Misunderstanding Game the most.

The incompetence of each set of leaders is often masked by an eye-catching political photo-op expressing a grand gesture or a soundbite along the lines of “history will be our judge”. But, as they know all too well, history does not vote; it does not promote or appoint a politician to a senior level. So let it judge away.

In the meantime, the flow of migrants has abated somewhat in the past few years, but large numbers of people still attempt to reach Europe, even during the pandemic. Last year Europe saw more than 336,000 first-time asylum applications and, from January to November, 114,300 illegal entries.

Looking forward, it seems inevitable that as European countries emerge out of Covid lockdowns and their economies reopen, some countries in Africa will face food shortages and other economic problems arising from pandemic-induced disruption. You don’t have to be a sage to foresee masses of young men heading towards Europe. As they attempt to cross the Eastern and Southern points of entry into the EU, be ready for European politicians to speak of a sudden surge and an unforeseeable crisis.

Then watch them play the Misunderstanding Game once again.

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pharaohsparklefists · 7 years ago

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Episode 94, part 2: everyone’s favourite angry teenage CEO has a hallucinatory disassociative episode during a card game! (part 1 is here) (there will be a part 3, these dorks are pretty fucking chatty)

SETO SUMMONS GOD TO THE FIELD IN A BLAZE OF GLORY

HE IS UNSTOPPABLE THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER

UNLEss

Ishizu has foretold his doom and accurately predicted every twist and turn of this duel so far, even correctly calling cards before Seto had even drawn them... she knows the future and she knows he’s going to lose, there’s nothing he can do... this is the worst day ever

unleSS

I WILL CRUSH YOUR ENTIRE FUTURE WITH THE LITERAL MANIFESTATION OF A GOD WHO DOES MY BIDDING / WITH THIS TRADING CARD YOU GAVE ME

so yeah, Kaiba’s a bit of a rollercoaster rn

Yami is working some intense camera angles, the cinematography choices are bold this episode but I think they would have been better using that effort on keeping everyone’s eyes consistent sizes and shapes just saying

Yami’s dubious because Isis has really held her own during this duel and seems very confident

he’s also ADORABLE and WORRIED FOR HIS (boy)FRIEND how cute is that

in fact, Isis is a lot more cool and calm than Kaiba is and I think Yami’s able to tell: Kaiba’s talking big talk (as per fuckin usual) but he’s STALLING

like this isn’t like him; no dramatic pronouncement, no outrageous gestures, he doodles around asking if she’s ready and shit, and he’s sweating

Isis is ready, she’s seen this before and she remembers it for our benefit now:

I don’t know if this is in slightly fuzzy slightly sepia because that’s how she sees the visions or because that’s what her memory is like (if it’s her memory, her memory is quite like Yami’s but she remembers in “video” not “images”)

either way, it doesn’t end well for Seto

Seto Kaiba blasting off againnnnnn

Kaiba goes to call his attack and Yami Malik just fuckin heads off, so confident in Isis’s plan that he doesn’t even bother to stay to watch Seto lose (maybe he doesn’t know about the painful-looking explosion, it seems like that would be right up his twisted, sketchy-looking, don’t-go-this-way-after-dark alley)

Y’know, I’ll say it again: Yami Malik in the Japanese is weirdly complimentary. Like okay, “fearsome” is not always a word you expect people to take as a compliment but he definitely means it as one, and he’s very upfront about acknowledging both Isis’s and Mai’s dueling ability and strength. So way to go on being less sexist than a portion of the fandom, Mr Murderous Maniac.

In any case, he doesn’t get far...

Yami’s attention is attracted by the lightshow but almost immediately returns to Seto, who abruptly stopped talking halfway through the word “attack!” and is now staring into space and TRIPPING MERRILY THRU A 90s MUSIC VIDEO EFFECT

You can almost see the wheel spinning in his head: someone drugged me, the holograms are malfunctioning don’t be ridiculous KaibaCorp tech doesn’t malfunction, I’m experiencing the sudden onset of a high fever, someone’s hacked into the holograms, somehow this is being caused by Mutou lying about friendship--

But he’s confronted with a vision of the stone tablet of “definitely not me” and “definitely not that shortass Mutou” that Isis showed him in the museum, and I AM NOT MAKING THIS UP, HIS VISION LINGERS ON:

the images from the tablet flash across his eyes but he starts and ends on the image of Atem!

And then he sees a vision of something he hasn’t seen before:

I don’t believe he recognises “himself” in the young man, he focuses on the tablet, on his dragon, but he is briefly connected to his past self’s feelings

“WHAT IS EMOTION I HATE THIS”

Although surprisingly, when he snaps out of it, he doesn’t start denying it or questioning how, he questions why

Somehow, he trusts his loyal dragon and decides the vision came from his most important card(s)

Which is why we ended up with a man standing on a blimp yelling “What the hell do you want?!” at his own hand of trading cards #justYGOthings

#Yu-Gi-Oh!#sparklefists watches ygo #episode 94 #this is a favourite episode apparently!#a lot of people seem to be excited about it #so it's a three-parter #seto kaiba #yami yugi #Ishizu Ishtar #Yami Marik

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seaofthesoul · 7 years ago

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The Light Inside You Chapter 1: The Lily for @cuteandtwisted <3

Summary: In this universe, Isak has hairy feet and is barely more than five feet tall. He lives a quiet life in the Shire, until everything he knows is turned upside down and he has no choice but to embark on an adventure — an adventure which leads him to a life-changing meeting in Minas Tirith. (Or: the Evak Middle-earth AU nobody asked for) Pairing: Isak/Even Words: 2,172

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The Lily white shall in love delight, Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright - William Blake

17 years earlier Afterlithe, FA 49 Bywater, the Shire

The small common room of the humble Valleybarren abode, usually quiet as though buried under the earth and hidden away from the world, is resounding with the shrill screams of a newborn baby signifying its entrance into the world.

Isak is staring wide-eyed at the rosy shape huddled inside a snow-white cotton quilt, vaguely aware that the piercing shrieks should irritate or upset him, but all he can bring himself to feel as he takes in the sight of his little sister for the first time is raw, overwhelming, infinite love.

She’s so perfect, so… alive.

After lingering seconds of silence only filled by the chorus of screams, Isak’s mother looks up into Isak’s eye, the corners of her mouth curled in the most genuine smile she has harboured in a long while. Her eyes—the colour of fertile soil in the spring—sparkle with constellations of happiness and delight more beautiful than the sky Isak spends hours gazing at on warm summer nights.

“Do you want to hold her?” Marigold asks.

Isak silently walks over to the tiny bed his mother is lying in and bends over the worn-out sheets covering her legs, his arms outstretched and ready to be filled with a new world, and suddenly he’s holding...

A warm, unbearably fragile body he immediately presses against his chest in a protective gesture, making sure the tiny head rests comfortably against his bent arm. His free hand (which is shaking ever so slightly, he notices) instinctively curls around the fabric underneath the newborn’s chin, close enough to brush the skin as soft as a young flower’s petals — and the shrieking immediately ceases, as though evaporating under the fond heat of Isak’s gaze. Isak stares longingly at this little thing, so fresh and delicate and beautiful, and he’s overwhelmed by a joy so piercing he feels it flow out of him in a quiet stream against the cheek. Never in his life has he seen anything quite this marvellous.

When a gurgling giggle escapes the infant’s pouty mouth and Isak’s gaze is met with two huge eyes which (Isak thinks) must hold all that is green and good in the Shire and beyond, Isak distantly hears a strangled sob escape his throat.

“Leanora,” he murmurs, “I love you. I love you. I may not be able to save myself, but I promise I will protect you. Always. I won’t ever let you fall.”

Leanora’s tiny hand grips Isak’s index finger, as if sealing the promise enveloping them in a cocoon and shielding them from the cold hands of the outside world.

Present time Thrimidge, FA 64 Bywater, the Shire

The cry of hobbit children resounds far off in the fresh spring breeze. It carries all the way to him as he’s sprawled on the grass on his back, his long limbs stretched around him and his fingers buried in the cool mattress underneath.

The giggles and laughter and playful screeching should make him feel at peace, he thinks. Isn’t that what the joy of children is supposed to inspire? Yet Isak can only feel a pulsing, gaping sadness spread in his chest at the sound. The echoes of happiness and innocence are rushing over him in an inexorable wave, and all he can do is keep on lying, motionless, and waiting for the tide to rise, rise, rise until it drowns him.

Where has my childhood gone?

His eyes are lost in the infinity of the sky hanging over him, in the blue blue blue blue blue stretching to the confines of his gaze. The pure but painfully bright shade of azure unblemished by clouds, instead of calming him like it should, hurts his eyes and makes him squint. Plunging into the sky’s depths, he almost feels like he’s drowning in it, too.

No escape.

“Isak!” a bubbly and high-pitched voice calls suddenly, making him sit up with a surprised jolt.

Isak’s heart is beating uncontrollably in his chest as he takes in the tiny figure standing a short distance away from him, all bright and soft and vibrant. His eye settles on delicate hands playing with the hem of a cherry-coloured linen dress; a tangled mane of sand-coloured curls falling down to the waist; two small dimples forming on uncommonly pale cheeks — and, just like that, the drumming inside his chest is steadied and he’s brought back from the scary and faraway place he’d been moments before.

Since her birth seventeen years ago, that little girl has painted strokes of colour in Isak’s life and kept him for drifting too far into darkness. She’s been the sun he turns to when all else is an utterly starless night. And today, her sweet and over-excited voice is enough to make the echo of the playing children’s screams fade into the distance until they become but a bad dream hovering on the edge of Isak’s consciousness.

“Hi Lea,” Isak answers quietly, almost startled to hear his own voice. He gives his sister a bright smile, the corners of his mouth never being able to resist perking up in her presence. “What are you doing here, summer lily?”

Lea’s own smile grows until her little chubby face becomes all dimples and sparkly eyes, and she gives off a giggle as she makes her way towards him in short, skipping strides.

“I’ve been looking for you, of course!” she answers with the hint of a pout in her voice. “You’ve been gone for ages, Isi! What are you doing lying down by the Water all by yourself?”

By the time Lea has finished speaking, Isak has stood up and is towering over his sister with a playful smirk on his lips. Lea immediately contradicts the tone of accusation in her remark by jumping enthusiastically into her older brother’s outstretched arms, a loud squeal escaping her lips as Isak easily lifts her and lets her wrap her frail arms and legs around him.

Isak chuckles against his sister’s hair, not quite knowing what to say, and a scent of honey and soft mint tickles his nostrils pleasantly. “Have you been baking with Sam and the children again?” he teases her instead, leaning back to watch Lea’s reaction. His sister’s eyes light up briefly, winking stars scattered across a deep-green sea, but her expression of delight quickly turns into something almost indignant again.

“If you must know: yes, I have.” The endearing contrast between the seriousness of her voice and the poutiness of her lips makes a pool of warmth settle inside Isak’s belly and spread like a drop of ink on parchment. “But I’m sorry, Isak — changing the topic of conversation isn’t going to distract me. I’m not a little girl anymore, I know all about your grown-up diversion tricks now!”

Isak can’t help the light-hearted mocking seeping into his voice as he exclaims: “Beg your pardon, Miss Leanora. Quite right, you’re a big girl, you’ve actually almost reached half of my age!” Lea’s fingers dig lightly into his shoulders at that, and a huff (probably intended to sound annoyed but coming off as begrudgingly fond instead) brushes Isak’s neck and makes him giggle quietly.

“Right…” Lea drawls in a highly unconvinced voice. “Mister’s almost thirty-three and thinks he’s one of the big boys now.”

“I am, though. Just one more month before I’m coming of age!” Isak draws his head back just enough to wink at his sister, knowing that that always manages to infuriate her. Surely enough, Lea squints at him and then rolls her eyes with admirable energy, a long pathetic sigh making it past her lips. Isak frowns when the sigh turns into a coughing fit and Lea’s body starts jerking uncontrollably against his chest for a few moments.

“I don’t even want to think about how smug you’re going to be as soon as you’re officially of age,” Lea manages to say a bit breathlessly after a while, sounding like the mere thought is making her beyond exhausted. “I mean… More smug than you already are, that is. Gosh, you’ve grown so big, too! Are you sure you’re a real hobbit?”

Isak chuckles at that but, this time, he feels a shard of ice lodge itself in his stomach and dissipate the warmth that had been settling there.

Suddenly, the stares and barely concealed huffs of disapprobation that have been following him for as far as he can remember rush back to him in a cloud of hungry flies, hovering above his head and making his insides buzz uncomfortably. The memories—though some of them are more than twenty years old—still sting like so many needles piercing through his soft, vulnerable skin.

“Mommy, what’s this strange man doing here? He can’t be a hobbit, surely?”

“Soon, you’re going to be so big you’ll be able to ride a real horse as huge as Farmer Maggot’s! Can you imagine, Isi?”

“Ain’t seen no hobbit this big since Bullroarer Took! He don’ belong with us, we don’ want no strange folk here!”

“People are going to be jealous as always, but really, what does their opinion matter? They just can’t stand the fact that you could crush them all with one stroke of your very, very long legs. An inferiority complex — that’s all there is to it, I’m telling you!”

“The Took side of the family showing again in the most curious ways, I suppose... Told you they were freaks, Matilda!”

“Isak? Isak, are you even listening to me?!”

The shrill voice, all bells and trumpets, brutally dissipates the distant voices that had been forcing their way into Isak’s brain. Isak blinks and stares at his sister stupidly for a few moments, realising for the first time that she’s leaning back in his arms and looking at him inquisitively. He tries to blink back the drops of humiliation and sadness he can feel burning at the corner of his eyes, but he knows it’s probably too late: his sister always sees everything.

Lea’s gaze becomes sharp, and she tilts her head a little, as though trying to observe her brother from another angle. Her moss-coloured eyes, suddenly full of concern, draw Isak’s into their comforting and sparkling depths until Isak feels like he could just lie down in their midst and sleep, sleep, sleep. No fear, no pain, just a long and peaceful rest.

But Isak shakes himself awake and hurriedly tear his eyes away, knowing from experience that it’s only a question of time before his sister would forcibly suck the poison out of the open wounds of his heart if he let her. He isn’t quite ready for that yet, doesn’t want the ugliness to be let out in the open and stain Lea’s light with black tears.

“Sorry, summer lily, I just got distracted.” Isak’s voice sounds hoarse to his own ears. He knows Lea notices it too, but he hopes (with something close to fright coiling inside his belly) that she won’t remark on it.

His sister squints a bit, looking like a thousand words are eager to tumble out of her mouth, but she sighs and doesn’t insist. Isak lets out a shaky breath he didn’t know he’d been holding.

“Let’s go home, shall we?” Lea asks instead with a radiant smile which steals away the glory of the early afternoon sun. “I was actually looking for you to let you know that there’s soon going to be some fresh honey cake ready, and that you’re welcome to stuff your face with it — not that you ever need my permission to eat a whole cake by yourself anyway, but oh well. Mamma said we need to feed your tall and scrawny almost-of-age body, you know!”

Isak laughs again at that and, this time, it’s entirely genuine. For a moment, the dark ghosts lurking on the verge of his consciousness are chased away by the almost blinding light (coming from Lea or from the sun, Isak can’t tell) which warms Isak’s skin through his clothes, seeping into him in a gentle caress.

He lets Lea down, barely noticing a stiffness in his back at having held her for so long, and he takes her little hand in his big one. The palm resting against his feels strangely frail and cold, and Isak rubs it instinctively as though to colour it with some of the warmth left in him. Isak tries to ignore the small touch of worry tugging at his heart as he reflects vaguely that it’s too warm outside for Lea’s skin to feel chilly as a fragile leaf forgotten in the snow.

When their eyes meet, the brother and the sister smile at each other sweetly for a brief moment, noses scrunched up and eyes glittering.

“Let’s go!”

If only he can hold onto her and her light, Isak thinks, the darkness won’t ever engulf him completely.

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the-cryptographer · 8 years ago

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miranova23 (@kaiba-fangirl) replied to your photo:

Hey no prob! On mobile rn (& should be doing hw <.<) but as far as the ~controversial~ ships, I know they can still be aged-up or the ship name used for just any other kind of relationSHIP. Heck, most of the characters are canonically underage, and there's even the reveal of Seth & Atemu being cousins, buuut it's Ancient Egypt, & does that mean their reincarnated spirits count as cousins??? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ btw finally wrote out a long-time-coming brothershipping post. we seem to be on the same page though 👍 As far as ettushipping i don't really have anything else rn i guess... but I'll keep u in mind =)

It took me a minute to realise you were referring to locketshipping aka tabloidshipping aka incesty Mokuba/Seto. For some reason, probably just wishful thinking, I thought at first maybe you meant battleshipping (Jou/Seto/Yuugi) or buddyshipping (Honda/Jou)...

I made the statements I did without really contextualising them within the context of the ygo fandom. It didn’t occur to me you were referring to a distaste for the fandom presence of certain ships or the way they’re presented. So... sorry I got kind of weird on you in the tags.

below the cut is tl;dr about controversial stuff and incest and sibling abuse

re: tags. I know people in fandom use the term ‘pedophilia’ as a catch all for... whatever they view as having the potential of including child sexual abuse. I personally think maintaining the distinction between pedophilic and ephebophilic attraction patterns (which people may or may not act on), and acts of child sexual abuse (for which attraction may or may not be a factor) is important. But really I knew what you meant when you said what you said, so I realised I was being pretty nitpicky. But also, even more generally, I think people should be free to write about controversial and potentially disturbing topics, so long as they realise what they’re doing and include proper tags/warning.

re: scandalship. Usually when I’m talking about incest ships I’m not talking about cousins. Not that cousin incest isn’t technically incest, but it’s allowed in most of the world today including some US states. And it doesn’t have the same kind of relational baggage as parent or sibling incest. The bigger part of what makes things incest in my mind is the person having been closely involved in the other person’s formative childhood development in capacity as a parent or sibling, and it almost without exception coincides with abuse. Malik/Rishid is an incest ship in my mind because Rishid was undoubtedly a brother to Malik during his upbringing. (Isis/Rishid is harder for me to make a call on because we see less of their relationship. It’s not clear whether they were raised together in an intimate proximity, or whether they really relate as siblings. So, depending on what headcanons you’re working with, I think both incestuous and non-incestuous interpretations of a romantic relationship between them could be valid.)

But, in terms of what you were talking about in your post here - I haven’t run into a lot of Mokuba/Seto personally - not enough to view it as some sort of fandom problem. But admittedly I haven’t gone looking for fics specifically featuring the two of them, so maybe that’s why. I know I’ve seen someone else also complain about the abundance of Mokuba/Seto in the search for gen fic, and I also had a similar experience pretty recently, so presumably it is a common fandom experience. I was searching through doujinshi on pixiv and opened something that I assumed to be Kaibros gen but was not. I had actually long since thought the internet has massively desensitised me to everything, but I actually shuddered irl. This isn’t to condemn the artist - admittedly I think everybody should label/tag things like that but I assume they did and I was the one that went around clicking links without taking the time to read the Japanese. But from a perspective of what I found disturbing was the kind of ease that you described in your post - that kind of moves between something I’d consider part of a very close and caring and acceptable sibling relationship, to something unacceptable that immediately undermines the validity of Seto and Mokuba hugging or sharing a bed in a nonsexual context, but also tries to capatalise on and continue off of the ‘cute’ vibes set up by what could have once been reasonably interpreted as a platonically intimate gesture, instead of a symptom of abuse.

(Yeah, for the record, I don’t think it’s abnormal for siblings to be physically affectionate to a degree. A lot of siblings aren’t as close as you and your brother, even siblings with more or less amiable relationships, but I agree it’s odd and unfair to assume that you guys can’t or shouldn’t be platonically affectionate. Otoh, though, I feel like it’s not always easy to spot a family resemblance, so I get how people may be confused. And also just wanna throw out there that sibling sexual abuse is more common than anybody wants to admit, and there’s a critical lack of attention towards the issue compared to rarer types of child sexual abuse, so it’s unfortunately possible that people are projecting their own unhealthy histories and dynamics onto you.)

But, hmm, there was another case I had where I ran into (appropriately warned for) Mokuba/Seto that I think handled the topic pretty delicately. It was about a Seto that had a plethora of sexual desires (including feelings for Mokuba) that he felt unequipped to find an outlet for - partly because of the ferocity with which he isolates himself and pushes away human contact. It was an unsettling story - but what made it palatable for me was the way both the narrative and Seto himself were keenly aware of how inappropriate acting on such desires would be. Seto’s guilt-ridden, convinced of his own monstrosity, and desperate to escape to VR (or wherever he can go to not deal with anything even remotely like an emotion). Seto immediately understands this attraction poses a threat and threatens to topple every way in which he’s tried to protect Mokuba. And Mokuba’s increasingly worried for his brother, and too naive to really understand exactly what the big deal is - even when Seto crosses the line and kisses him (and immediately pushes Mokuba away and runs off and curls up into a ball of self-loathing). And, when VR proves to be an insufficient method of escaping his own humanity, Mokuba finally convinces Seto to reach out to Yuugi, and Seto agrees because - even thought the last thing he wants to do is reach out to anyone - he cares more about remaining a good brother to Mokuba than maintaining the comfort of his own emotional isolation. So it becomes a reassertion of how much Seto values Mokuba as a brother and puts him first, rather than an expression of sexual violence.

I’m not saying this story is something for everyone (it’s not. it made me uncomfortable at times. and the solace that it was meant to make me uncomfortable was enough to soothe me, but I realise that’s not enough for everyone.) It also doesn’t blend with my personal headcanons, tbh, and it’s not something I would be interested in writing about with regards to Seto and Mokuba. But as a reader and letting the author take the reins, I enjoyed the fic, and I see the merit in it exploring the concepts it did. Far more than I see the merit in exploring Seto and Mokuba in the context of ‘aw, cute they’re hugging. now they’re kissing. uwu’ But, idk, I’m also not the arbitrator of what fiction has merit or isn’t too irredeemably creepy for anyone other than myself.

idk, like I said, I haven’t run into much Mokuba/Seto during my (mostly relatively recent) run of the fandom. Maybe it’s a bigger issue than I envisioned. And, well, I can’t stop people from creating fanart of Kaiba and Mokuba cuddling with whatever understanding they have of the circumstances behind the scene. But- yeah. I don’t support locket-/tabloid-/brother- shipping them in that manner. I’ve heard a lot of people just say ‘Kaibros’ to refer to Seto & Mokuba as a unit. But I don’t know if there’s a consensus on what people use as a tag for gen Seto & Mokuba things *shrugs*

(And, um, just more generally regarding the Kaiba brothers - I think they can be pretty unhealthily codependent, but no more than I’d expect two brothers having been through foster care and alone against the world to be. I don’t mean to undermine how important and loving and their relationship with one another has been, and how much it has been a saving grace for them.)

Anyhow, sorry for this upsetting tl;dr but- Thank you again! And, lol, yes! Keep me in mind for all things ettushipping related! And polarship and pupship and rivalship and battleship and 5000 other things tbh, lol.

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Revons Plus Grand, Chapter 27

Revons Plus Grand

Chapter 27:

Requiem

"Oh dear, not again..." Takami Karibuchi was busy surveying the wreckage as the local police took notes and taped off a portion of the Champs-Elysses, diverting snarling traffic on the seventh arrondissement, the richest of the all in the metropole. Her younger sister Hikari was taking photographs of the mess, which saw a police officer slain and the shooter killed.

"Another ISIS sympathizer is making a message known to Jose and Sada, you imagine," Hikari noted. "We arrived too late to stop the situation from escalating."

"I sense a faint energy aligned to the Neuroi..." Takami used her eye to detect and confirm the aura before it disippated. "It transmitted some information to the base in Seine-Saint-Denis."

"Do you want me to call Jose and Sada to inform them of what happened?" she asked.

"Leave them be. We want to wait until the schedule lightens for them. There might be some more planned events connected to this. The nation will be having its first round of the election for their new leader, and I can tell that Paris does not want Le Pen to win this."

"Who do they want to win?" asked Hikari.

"Looks like Emmanuel Macron of En Marche." Indeed, Macron would lead the first round, but Le Pen would finish second, with the latter's support coming from the easternm and southern departments. Paris went on to shut out Montpellier 2-0, the women defeated Barcelona 3-1, Nice drew 1-1 with Toulouse...and Monaco edged out Lyon 2-1, setting up a showdown with Paris at Le Parc that would ultimately decide the balance of power in French club football for the year.

This was the training schedule for Paris in what would be a turning point week for both teams.

Men's Team

Monday, April 24th 2017

Training session closed to media

Tuesday, April 25th 2017

01:30 PM: Press conference with Unai Emery (live on PSG TV) - Ooredoo Training Centre

Training session closed to media

Wednesday, April 26th 2017 - Parc des Princes

09:05 PM: Paris Saint-Germain - AS Monaco

Coupe de France - Semi-final

Thursday, April 27th 2017

No training session

Friday, April 28th 2017

Training session closed to media

Saturday, April 29th 2017 - Ooredoo Training Centre

11:00 AM: Training session opened to media for first 15 minutes

01:30 PM: Press conference with Unai Emery (live on PSG TV)

Sunday, April 30th 2017 - Allianz Riviera

09:00 PM: OGC Nice - Paris Saint-Germain

Ligue 1 - Week 35

The schedule is subject to change(s).

Women's Team

Monday, April 24th 2017

No training session

Tuesday, April 25th 2017

Training session closed to media

Wednesday, April 26th 2017

Training session closed to media

Thursday, April 27th 2017

Training session closed to media

Friday, April 28th 2017 - Parc des Princes

05:45 PM: Press conference with Patrice Lair and a Paris Saint-Germain player

06:10 PM: Training session opened to media for first 15 minutes

Saturday, April 29th 2017 - Parc des Princes

05:00 PM: FC Barcelona - Paris Saint-Germain

UEFA Women's Champions League - Semi-final - Second leg

Sunday, April 30th 2017

To be determined

"If I surround myself with the things that matter to me, like celebrating life and being in solidarity with those I love, with those that I want to share treasured memories with, I can become stronger and full of energy, so long as I am still breathing," Georgette said wistfully to Sadako on Tuesday as the two of them prepared another spread for the players who were preparing for their home date with AS Monaco.

"The souls of the innocent who did not need to perish, I can feel their energy urging us to continue to support this team, from Seoul to Syria, from Los Angeles to Somalia and all points in between," she replied, humming softly as they felt a rush of anticipation course through their veins. "They urge your people to choose with their hearts, not with their heads, Jose."

"I can only observe as my leader in our timeline is De Gaulle, not Macron or Le Pen," she replied with a sigh. "But I observe like I am a part of it, because I really am a part of the magic."

Over at a cafe in Saint-Denis, a limousine was carrying a big name from AS Monaco, a man by the name of Vadim, to a restaurant with an unassuming name of Hippopotamus. "Mr. Vadim," said the host, shaking hands with Vadim. "Good morning, we have come to talk. My name is Ali."

"Mr. Ali," Vadim said. "You've come to do business with me at a casual place like this?"

"Yes, because the locals know me here, and you can order what you like at a discount." Minutes later, plates of burgers and fries and cups of milkshakes were at their seats. "See what I mean?"

"I sure do," said Vadim. "So what business do you want?"

"I will pay you a hefty amount of money to have Leonardo's team avoid messing around the Stade de France on the 27th next month," Ali said, taking a big bite of a burger with all the trimmings.

"How much?"

Ali clapped his hands three times. An assistant opened a suitcase filled with cash. "This is 300 million euros," said Ali. "Money that I am sending to you to help your team focus on Ligue 1 and the Champions League and the window. This is for Mr. Dimitry. AS Monaco are not to win tomorrow or there will be swift consequences."

"What are you talking about?"

"Your life will be at risk as well as that of your players," said Ali as a couple of his strongmen flanked him, holding burgers that they took big bites and chews out of in unison. "I have already contacted Jardim and told him to rest his men as they are simply wasting their time if they try to test Paris tomorrow."

"Are you crazy, Ali? We will not win the treble if we do that!"

"Jardim has been told to rest his main players or they will all be shot by my connections on the ground. Including him. So I don't think you want to risk being in the news for all the wrong reasons. Paris is France's team and its brand, its name and its legacy must be protected and we will do this by all means necessary. Including force. Understood?"

"Um, yes Mr. Ali, I understand."

"Your meal is getting cold. Best to consume it, God willing. And one more thing."

"Yes?"

"If you reveal this to the public and the press..." He made a throat-slash gesture, Ali did. "Your blood will spilled on the steps of the Casino whose fat you live off of."

"This is strange," said Georgette to Sadako the next day as they were watching the two teams go through warm-ups at the Parc. "I don't see some guys. Where's Kylian, Radamel, Joao, Lemar, Tiemoue, Daniljel?"

"Nowhere to be seen, Jose," Sadako noticed, pulling out her binoculars to get a better look. "I think Mr. Jardin decided to throw this one."

"Why would he do that, though, Sada? I thought Monaco were better than this, to throw a match and a tournament like this! That's something I can't understand."

"Oh, you'll understand all right," said Gab, rolling in to jump into Jose's lap.

"Gab, what are you doing here? No pets are allowed in the stadium!"

"No one can see me except both of you, relax." A loud meowing noise. "So, I want to explain further the situation with Monaco. They are being threatened by ISIS and told not to get in your guys' way."

"WHAT!?" exclaimed Sadako and Georgette.

"That does not benefit us because I want both teams to battle fair and square. Explain to me what is going on," Georgette said, angry.

"A guy named Ali, according to my observations, who is aligned with ISIS, handed Mr. Vadim Vasilyev 300 million euros to convince Mr. Jardim to fix the match and have them focus on Champions League and Ligue 1."

"So they are conspiring to help us defend our Coupe de France, huh?" Sadako said. "We like defending our trophies, but we want a fair fight."

"They are passing it off as player exhaustion and prioritizing competitions, but that is not completely true. If Monaco win this game, the team could be killed on the way back to the principality, even those who don't play."

"No..." Georgette said, head in her hands. "I want Paris to win but I don't want it to be this way. Are they up to something?"

"I also have some info that was not disclosed but was discussed and Ali and the sympathizers," said Gab.

"What?"

"They are planning to attack the Stade de France immediately following the final. They are wagering on Paris Saint-Germain winning and that's when they will attack with the Neuroi that they are developing. So this is actually all a ruse that our enemy is planning."

"Dear me, dear me, Gab, that is horrible! What are we gonna do?"

"I think you have to tell those on the other side to prepare themselves, get ready to head down here and counter the planned attack on everyone coming down. The shootings that took place earlier are a dress rehearsal to the big one next month. Once Monaco's reserves get run over, the plan by our enemies is going to accelerate. This are scary times, you know?"

Sadako took Georgette's left hand, clasped it with both her hands and kissed it lovingly. "Sada," Jose whispered.

"Jose, we are in this together, till death do us part. Don't let this discourage you, okay?"

"Yes, Sada, I promise."

She smiled. "Let's enjoy this. We can only defeat what's in front of us, and our mission remains the same."

"Yeah..." Georgette blushed, sighed and warmed up Sadako's hands. A careless whisper in the night. "And I will not let you go." The two of them looked on as Paris's players continued to prepare through their intricate drills.

PSG went on to roll past Monaco 5-0 on goals from Julian Draxler (26') on a cleanup tapin, Edinson Cavani (31') with a nice chaleira, Blaise Matuidi (52') and Marquinhos (90'), to go with an own goal from youngster Safwan Mbae (50'), to which PSG's No. 5 offered condolences before reading the last rites near the full time whistle. In short, the home fans got their victory, but even they felt Monaco's coaches and front office robbed them of a proper contest similar to the last meeting in league play at Le Parc.

Back at the apartment, a visibly exhausted Georgette was laid down on the bed by Sadako, who proceeded to undress the two of them. Jose was down to her unmistable underwear of whitw with blue bows, while Sadako chose to stick with simple black and shorts. She ran her hair through Jose's brown twin tails that had the scent of cocoa and hazelnuts, taking a nice whiff before breathing on her skin, triggering a tittilating shiver from her lover. "Haaaaaah," sighed Jose as her mound when up and down, completely drowned in a world of sleep.

At that point, Sadako, with a smile on her face, decided to let her sleep and she then went on to toast some baguettes to spread Nutella on. Here she was, in her spandex underwear, having a sweet yet filling midnight snack with Gab watching sheepishly. The cat tracker was displaying some of the drills and instruction going on over on the other side. The info had apparently been relayed to the team in Petersburg.

"Intricate stuff, no?" asked Gab to Sadako, eating her Nutella butties.

"To think that we intercepted their plan without them knowing it takes some skill," she replied. "But I wonder why we don't think about taking action now and we have to wait until then?"

"Because a lot can change in a month and some people might actually choose to open their mouth and blow the whistle. Pretty tense over there in Saint-Denis." A long, sustained purr afterwards.

"When I eat sweets, it's like making love to Jose in bed," Sadako said wistfully, licking the tip of her chocolate-saturated left index finger before sucking it suggestively and consuming the sweetness in it. "She is my dessert when I am not hungry for dessert. She likes it when I calm down by melting into her. It calms her down too."

"Both of you clean up after yourselves, so you do your thing while you're still here."

"The memories I share with this team have been good ones, the PSG team. I like the chances of us defeating Nice, since that's the only real test left for us. But I would imagine Angers will be motivated..."

"Sadako?" Gab noticed that tears were falling down her eyes. She was crying.

"I don't want to lose Jose. If I lose her, I want to die with her as well," she whispered, the tears fall to the floor, her appetize started to shrink as thoughts of a big part of her life dying in her arms flashed through her. "I can't let that happen!" And the sobs could be heard.

"It's okay, she's still with you," Gab said.

"Mmmmm..." Georgette walked into the living room and saw Sadako next to a pile of Nutella butties, sobbing uncontrollably. "Sada...is something wrong?"

"J...ose, Jose, I, I..." Georgette went and embraces Sadako. "!" Her breathing was hitched as her tears that came from her crimson-amber eyes started to dissipate.

"You were starting to have those visions again, huh?" Jose whispered, caressing Sadako's weary face before kissing her, licking the spread on her cheek and licking her pursed lips as a consequence.

"Because I do everything for you, baby," she replied softly, the soft and smooth skin of her lover relaxing her soul. "I do everything for you. Even help our team make this city happy."

"Maybe I need to enjoy these sandwiches as well so that you can feel better. I won't let you finish this yourself." Georgette snuggled next to a spooning Sadako, who wrapped her arms around her as the two of them indulged in the sandwiches while watching a replay of the match.

"But Jose, there was plenty to go around to begin with," Sadako whispered as their ears and tails popped out. "I was going to bring them to the bed."

"The scent and you sobbing drew me here. You know I had to save you from yourself, you can't be complete without me."

"I can never beat you because the woman is always right. And you will always be the woman in my life. No one else comes close." A bite as she fondled Georgette. "Mmmmm, this is delicious."

"It's even more delicious when we enjoy this together. I'm glad Gab's decided to sleep and leave us to...our sweet talk, eh Sada?"

She responded with a knowing purr. "Jose, you naughty girl. wwwwww..." The two girls continued to watch the Sanduskying that took place at Le Parc while casually pleasuring each other and eating chocolate on bread. In the distance, a flock of doves flew across Boulogne-Billancourt before disappearing out of sight, a sign that the worse had come to pass for Paris in terms of tough opposition at home, although the now-relegated Bastia and struggling SM Caen were not to be disrespected by the esteemed hosts.

END CHAPTER 27

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Did Trump Lie (Again) About a Big Deal With China?

Turns out “phase one” was only a done deal in Trump’s head.

By Bess Levin | Published October 14, 2019 | Vanity Fair | Posted October 14, 2019 12:00 PM ET |

Last week, amid reports of ISIS prisoners escaping in northern Syria, the president’s defense attorney being criminally investigated, and the continued fallout from Ukraine/Biden/“do us a favor”-gate, markets received a rare bit of good news when Donald Trump announced that the United States had reached a “very substantial phase-one deal” with China. “The deal I just made with China is, by far, the greatest and biggest deal ever made for our Great Patriot Farmers in the history of our Country,” the president tweeted. “Other aspects of the deal are also great - technology, financial services, 16-20 Billion in Boeing Planes etc., but WOW, the Farmers really hit pay dirt!” Given the negative impact Trump’s never-ending trade war has had on the economy, such news would of course be thrilling to investors, companies, consumers, and the farmers the dealmaker in chief cares so deeply for, but, as it turns out, the “greatest and biggest deal ever” doesn’t actually appear to have any basis in reality. Which is another way of saying it sure sounds like the president lied about negotiations with China, again.

Bloomberg reports that China wants another round of talks before even thinking about signing “phase one” of the trade deal, according to people familiar with the matter. Despite Trump’s all-caps claim on Sunday that “CHINA HAS ALREADY BEGUN AGRICULTURAL PURCHASES FROM OUR GREAT PATRIOT FARMERS & RANCHERS!,” Beijing’s state-run media said only that the two sides had “agreed to make joint efforts toward eventually reaching an agreement.” An op-ed that ran in China Daily over the weekend cautioned, “Let’s nail down ‘phase one’ before moving to the next. As based on its past practice, there is always the possibility that Washington may decide to cancel the deal if it thinks that doing so will better serve its interests.” In a statement, Geng Shuang, a foreign ministry spokesman, said that while progress had been made, there is still work to be done, and that he hoped “the U.S. will work with China and meet each other halfway.” Stocks opened lower on Monday after surging on Friday.

Of course, this is far from the first time Trump has lied through his caps when it comes to a trade deal. Back in December 2018, he boasted to reporters that he’d struck an “incredible” trade deal with Chinese President Xi Jinping that blew up in his face a mere 24 hours later. In August, a breakthrough call with China turned out to actually have never happened. So you can kind of see how there might be some distrust there.

Even before it turned out that “phase one” was only a done deal in Trump’s head, Wall Street was skeptical. “Overall, we don’t think this Phase 1 deal clears the air for global corporations to decide on what matters most – where to invest, produce, hire or source,” Evercore ISI strategists wrote in a note to investors. Credit Suisse doubts this “mini-deal” will lead to the end of the trade war, saying that it sees “daunting obstacles” to a full resolution. According to Treasury Secretary Steven Mnuchin, planned tariffs will go into effect in December if a deal isn’t signed, but, he told CNBC on Monday, he’s optimistic that Trump and Xi will finalize negotiations during their meeting in Chile in a few weeks, a prediction that some might characterize as delusional, given China’s insistence that the U.S. must back off tariffs first. “The U.S. must concede on its December tariff threat if they want sign a deal during APEC summit; otherwise it would be a humiliating treaty for China,” Huo Jianguo, a former Chinese commerce ministry official who is now vice chairman of the China Society for World Trade Organization Studies, told Bloomberg. “The U.S. has definitely shown some good gestures, but we shouldn’t exclude the possibility of another flip-flop.”

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Wall Street and corporations should be worried 😯 as a Warren Presidency would put a check on Wall Street and corporations while championing 👇👇

#VoteBlue2020 #votebluetosaveamerica2020

A Warren presidency, would benefit “workers,” then the “environment” and “those with lower incomes,” and finally “women and minorities.”

“A Decision Between Sickness and Death”: Wall Street Tries to Get Its Mind Around a Warren Presidency

At least she’s a capitalist, unlike Bernie. And in a pick-your-poison election, many Wall Streeters see her as much, much better than Trump and his chaos.

By William D Cohan | Published October 11, 2019 | Vanity Fair | Posted October 14, 2019 11:55 AM ET |

You can tell Wall Street is getting more than a little worried that Elizabeth Warren may become the next president of the United States when research reports start popping up about what her presidency might mean for the financial markets. Spoiler alert: It’s not good.

In a note to his high-net-worth clients on October 8, Barrett Tabeek, a financial adviser at Matauro, LLC, an affiliate of AXA, the giant French insurance company, makes clear that a Warren presidency won’t be good for corporate earnings, which means she won’t be good for the stock market, which means she won’t be good for shareholders who have no doubt gotten quite used to the stock market highs unleashed by Donald Trump’s massive tax cut for corporate America.

“Everyone has their hierarchy of what’s important,” Tabeek wrote, “and Warren is an unapologetic populist who, if in power, would enact policies designed to reduce corporate earnings to benefit other stakeholders.” In the group that stands to benefit from a Warren presidency, Tabeek puts “workers,” then the “environment” and “those with lower incomes,” and finally “women and minorities.”

While he’s adamant that he’s not being political in his four-page note, Tabeek evaluated 10 of Warren’s policy proposals—among them, “ban fracking,” “increased taxes on the wealthy,” “break up big tech,” and “reinstate Glass- Steagall”—and pretty much declares that they will reduce corporate profits, reduce incomes for the super-wealthy, and raise gasoline prices for consumers. “The bottom line is that from a market standpoint, all of these policies would be negative for stocks, with some being downright negative for the broad markets (by reducing corporate earnings broadly) while others would be material negatives for certain sectors (large-cap tech, prison stocks, defense stocks, etc.),” he wrote. “How negative would these policies be for stocks? No one knows exactly, but it’s safe to say they’d be negative.”

Wall Street's best hope, Tabeek notes, is that most of the policies that Warren would like to enact would need congressional approval, “and as such they are unlikely to be approved, at least based on what we know now.” He wrote that polls suggest that Warren is “more liberal than most Democrats (and obviously Republicans) so even if Democrats were to sweep (controlling Congress and the presidency), it’s unclear how many of these policies would be enacted,” although he pointed out that some of her policies, such as having the EPA ban fracking, could be done by executive order.

But actually, Tabeek is significantly more pessimistic than many others on Wall Street, who don’t yet see Warren as either the inevitable Democratic nominee yet or that she would necessarily govern—if she’s elected president—as radically as she comes across in her stump speeches. For all her regulatory fervor, she still describes herself as a capitalist—and she hasn’t yet passed through the crucible of a general election, which can sometimes, though not always, have a moderating effect.

Robert Wolf, who has his own advisory firm and has been described as Obama’s favorite Wall Street banker, sees Warren as “having the most momentum in the populist lane” while Joe Biden, Obama’s former vice president, is “still the guy in the moderate lane.” He hesitates to say that Bernie Sanders is out of the picture, especially since within days of suffering a heart attack, he announced that he had raised $25 million from 1.4 million unique donors, “which is just off the charts in both ways.” He also can envision Sanders playing a key role, should he decide that his health scare prevents him from pushing forward with his campaign. Such a move, if it were to happen, would obviously favor Warren. “There’s no question that the role he decides to play—whether he continues onward or decides to align his movement with Elizabeth Warren—will definitely be one of the major steps in the primary season,” Wolf says. (There’s no indication, yet, that Sanders plans to pack it in.)

Wolf is much less worried about Warren’s policies than he would be about Sanders’s policies. “She’s to the right of Bernie, but much to the left of Biden,” he continues. “She wants to promote capitalism, and we still need to figure out what that means to her. The way she comes across is: She wants capitalism to be fair and balanced and regulated. And I think that we need to better understand what it means ‘to be regulated’—which is fine, as long as we keep the ‘fair and balanced.’ It’s to be determined what that all means, and I’m not losing sleep yet, because, in my opinion, we’re still in an environment where there’s a big difference between populist rhetoric and the ability to execute a plan when you need congressional approval.”

He thinks of Wall Street in simple terms: 40% are staunch Democrats who will vote for Elizabeth Warren over Donald Trump; 40% are staunch Republicans who will vote for Donald Trump over Elizabeth Warren. Then there’s the 20% in the middle. In 2008 that 20% went for Barack Obama. In 2012 it went for Mitt Romney. In 2016 it went for Hillary Clinton. “I don't know where they're going to go today,” he concludes. “Because an incredible number of people in financial services are exhausted by the Trump chaos.”

Another Wall Street bigwig and longtime Democratic Party stalwart likes to use a football metaphor when it comes to figuring out who the Democratic nominee will be. He thinks Warren has one spot in the Democratic Super Bowl locked up; the other spot looks like it will go to Biden but there are a host of more centrist Democratic candidates—Kamala Harris, Pete Buttigieg, Cory Booker, Amy Klobuchar—who are going to use the next debate, scheduled for October 15, to try to displace Biden as the inevitable challenger to Warren. But they can’t go after Biden directly. “People have already been burned by that stove,” he says. He says they will go after Warren, instead of Biden, in order to displace Biden as Warren’s challenger. It’s a subtle strategy. “It’s a little bit of a bank shot,” he continues, “but you’re going out to be the alternative to Elizabeth Warren. Elizabeth Warren, on today’s facts, has a spot at the Super Bowl. That could change. The trick here is for someone to basically say, ‘I am the person who can take on Elizabeth Warren. Let’s get down to the two of us or three of us.’” And what are his Wall Street brethren thinking about Warren? “They’re all whiny,” he says. “Every time they open their fucking mouths, they probably gain Warren another 50,000 votes.”

But another longtime Wall Street banker who has also been involved with Democratic politics has been impressed with Warren’s political skills. “She’s putting together a great campaign,” he says. “She has a great message. She’s resonating. She is smart politically, smarter than the rest of them.” He likes that she doesn’t “sugarcoat” things. And many parts of her message are resonating with him. In small groups, he says, she tones down her anti–Wall Street rhetoric and she’s becoming more moderate. “She’ll [now] put it differently,” he says, “which I don't disagree with, which is ‘Do you think our country would be better off if we had less inequality?’ Well, I can’t argue with that. Of course, the answer is yes.” He seems genuinely impressed by her. “I think she’s incredibly smart and much more reasonable towards what she wants to do for this country than people think,” he continues. “A lot of what she does is against my own personal interest, but I think she has the greater interest at heart. And I like that. Okay. And she does not talk crazy.” He thinks she can win if she focuses her message on having wealthy individuals pay higher taxes than they are now, rather than talking about remaking capitalism by attacking corporate America. (He also thinks Tom Steyer, the billionaire and former hedge fund manager, is someone to watch at the next debate.)

When he first started talking to people on Wall Street and in corporate America about Warren, their reaction was “Elizabeth Warren. Oh, my God, this is crazy. Forget it.” He doesn’t hear that anymore. “I hear, like, ‘Nah, might not be so great, but God, this guy Trump is killing me.” He talks to corporate CEOs across America. He says they are worried. “They are very worried about Donald Trump,” he says. “Where we are as a country, and what Donald Trump’s next term looks like. They get the uncertainty. The unpredictability. The craziness. The losing our station in the world.”

Somewhat incredibly, on Wall Street, Trump is now viewed as a worse choice than Warren. “The prospect of a 2020 election between Elizabeth Warren on the one hand and a lame duck Donald Trump on the other—scary as hell—has people nervous,” another senior Wall Street banker tells me. “It feels like it’s going to be a decision between sickness and death.” He’s hoping for political gridlock—a Warren victory with a Republican Senate or a Trump victory with a Democratic House—so neither person can really get much done legislatively. He says many of his Wall Street brethren think Warren would be worse than Trump, for them. “Trump has not declared war on Wall Street,” he says. “Wall Street hasn’t gotten damaged by Trump whereas they can feel the damage coming with Warren.”

He has a different point of view. “I think both Elizabeth Warren and Donald Trump are existential dangers to the United States, to what we stand for, to the pillars of our society, to the economic and political leadership internationally,” he says. “They’re both really dangerous to the United States. I happen to think that Trump is more dangerous. So when I have to pull the lever, I’d probably pull it for Elizabeth Warren and hope and pray that there is enough of a moderate middle in the legislative branch to prevent insane things from happening.”

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Dickheads of the Month: August 2019

As it seems that there are people who say or do things that are remarkably dickheaded yet somehow people try to make excuses for them or pretend it never happened, here is a collection of some of the dickheaded actions we saw in the month of August 2019 to make sure that they are never forgotten.

When there was the possibility of the parliamentary sovereignty that Leavers harp on about, off sprinted proven liar Boris Johnson to Balmoral to beg the Queen to suspend parliament in order to force through a No Deal Britait - but of course, everyone but him are the “traitors” in this sordid affair, even after Ben Wallace apparently forgot that cameras and microphones exist when blabbing about how Johnson did this due to fearing that his working majority of one wouldn't survive a No Confidence vote

It was so nice of Michael Coudrey to post a blatantly faked screenshot of El Paso shooter Patrick Crusias’ MyLife profile page to try and claim that Crusas was a left-wing extremist rather than, oh I don’t know, a white supremacist who happened to parrot several of Trump’s soundbites about Hispanics, let alone consider that maybe mass shootings are something that shouldn’t happen with alarming frequency

Meanwhile it was equally predictable that Paul Joseph Watson was jumping up and down yelling “See! See! A leftist went on a killing spree!” which not only made it obvious he was trying to divert attention from the El Paso shooter, but also drew attention to the fact that while the alt right were tripping over one another to make excuses for Patrick Crusas as he’s some poor innocent victim of society, as soon as it emerged that Connor Betts isn’t one of them the excuses evaporated

So naturally, peak twattery followed when Dmitriy Andreychenko walked into his local Missouri branch of Walmart toting a tactical rifle and handgun while wearing body armor, and when he was arrested for being such a monumental fuckwit he bleated something about testing to see if Walmart respected his Second Amendment rights

Yet somehow the UK couldn’t laugh at Americans trying to blame video games for mass shootings thanks to Priti Patel trying to create a direct link between stabbings and fried chicken

Of course Jo Swinson has taken it upon herself to say she and only she can stop Britait, which was obvious by her rejecting Jeremy Corbyn’s proposal of an interim government out of hand without any reason in spite of the fact that, as Leader of the Opposition, of a vote of no confidence in Boris Johnson does get through the Commons it will be Corbyn who is asked to put together an interim government - but Jo Swinson instead suggested the first tow backbenchers she could think of because she cannot countenance the idea of Labour stopping Britait, as at that point what is she other than somebody who lies about her voting record?

This month it was Arron Banks who wanted to sound triggered to a sociopathic degree by Greta Thunberg with his lovely response to her yachting across the Atlantic by tweeting that freak yachting accidents tend to happen at this time of year, while Julia Halfwit Hartley-Brewer posted some lame tweet gloating about she and her family would be flying across the Atlantic instead, meanwhile Roger Helmer resorted to calling her a “Swedish pixie” during one of the rare occasions he remained awake when in public and Paul Joseph Watson talked about how an autistic girl was being “exploited” - but because Arron Banks has to be Arron Banks, he had to have the most cuntish last word and said it was just a joke...like saying women wearing burqas look like letterboxes

As if proven liar Boris Johnson hadn’t used the NHS as a platform for his outright lies enough in the past three years, he pledged an increase in funding...that was actually funding that NHS providers had been saving up for the past three years, but had been unable to spend in that time as the Tory government banned them from spending it...until it became convenient enough to allow them to spend their own money

If only somebody suggested to Lou Dobbs that, if you see a group of protesters sat in the road outside the ICE facility that employs you, driving your truck just inches from their faces is guaranteed to piss them off - and then using that as an excuse to plow through the pissed off crowd is guaranteed to cost you your job and piss off everyone bar the weirdos who believe it’s not vehicular assault if you run into people with differing opinions to you

It clearly did not occur to Steve King when trying to find a logical reason to say abortions should be banned that saying the human race may not exist if not for cases of rape and incest tens of thousands of years ago doesn’t in any way defend his position, instead make it sound uncannily like he’s on the side of those who raped and pillaged

It didn’t take long before Boris Johnson started reading from the Bannon playbook, stating that he would not take interviews with the press as they’re all biased against him - yes, even the BBC, the Murdoch Empire, the Daily Mail and Daily Express, all of whom have been churning out unthinkingly slanted headlines in his favour

It was so nice that James Cleverly repeatedly wanted to talk about how the Tory MP William Wilberforce fought to end slavery...even after it was pointed out to him the first time he made that statement that Wilberforce stood as an independent and not a Tory, no matter how many times Cleverly tries to rewrite history

Let’s see if I’ve got this straight: the Lib Dems state that they will do everything in their power to stop Britait...yet Jo Swinson has ruled out going into coalition with either Labour or the SNP, in spite the fact they both have far more MPs than the Lib Dems and just so happen to also be opposing Britait

Similarly, the best idea Caroline Lucas had for solving Britait was for an all-woman cabinet that just so happened to include her, Jo Swinson, Heidi Allen, Justine Greening, Yvette Cooper and Anna Soubry among others - and seemed confused when it was mentioned that not only did her dream cabinet exclude all men but it didn’t include a single non-white MP either, and appears to have forgotten that a woman spent between 2016-19 fucking the process up at every turn

In the latest Priti Patel brainfart, she suggested that migrants earning less than £36,000 a year are no longer welcome in the UK...clearly failing to comprehend that arbitrary figure is higher than the basic salary of any member of NHS staff, any teacher or any police officer - you know, something a Home Secretary should be able to understand...

Walking proof that nominative determinism isn't really a thing James Cleverley could only try and claim that the leaked Operation Yellowhammer dossier was “out of date” and was no remotely relevant to any discussion about what would happen if the UK leaves the EU without a deal...even though the dossier was dated 1st August 2019

There was something deeply sinister about how the BBC described Owen Jones as a “Labour activist” after he was assaulted, as opposed to...oh I don’t know? A journalist?

With the Leave hardcore now lionising chlorinated chicken of all things, it;s not surprise that Darren Grimes tried to say there’s no issue because we also have chlorinated water...somehow spectacularly missing the point

I have no idea how the Entertainment Software Association managed to bungle so badly that they managed to release the personal information of thousands of people who attended this year’s E3, including games journalists and Youtubers/Twitch streamers, but they managed it nonetheless

In a quite remarkable turn of events there was a controversy regarding Borderlands 3 that didn’t involve Gearbox CEO Randy Pitchford, instead it was Take Two Interactive sending private investigators to the doorstep of Youtuber SupMatto to harass him into keeping quiet, and because he wasn’t keeping quiet they abused Youtube’s copyright system on an industrial scale with over 100 copyright strikes to force him off the platform because of reasons

For a documentarian Stacey Dooley makes an awful lot of factual blunders, the latest of which being a Panorama documentary where she described a Muslim prayer gesture as an “ISIS salute”, leading to the BBC removing the clip from the documentary...on the iPlayer, but leaving it in unchallenged for its initial broadcast

You would think that Microsoft wouldn’t be so dense as to release an update that cripples the computers of everyone using Windows 7 due to somebody typing a 2 instead of a 1 in one line of code, but that’s exactly what happened with the KB4512506 update that was coded by someone who assumed everyone has Windows 10

As it was time for Suzanne Moore to vomit another opinion piece into the pages of the Guardian, she took it upon herself to write a piece that managed to insinuate that Shilpa Shetty somehow deserved the racial abuse she received from Jade Goody, Jo O’Meara and Danielle Lloyd on Celebrity Big Brother back in 2007 because...hold on a minute...because Shetty had servants at home while the others didn’t which apparently makes it alright

The outraged howls from Manchester City fans and football pundits alike all because VAR rightly disallowed what would have been a last-minute winner for City was truly a sight to behold, because apparently VAR exists to make things easier for a small kabal of teams and everyone else can get fucked

...and demonstrated by Mike Dean using The Wenger Defence of “I didn’t see it guv” a week later to overrule VAR stating that Tottenham should have been awarded a penalty

...and yet the depths were truly plumbed when Ian Holloway blamed the EU for the fact he doesn’t understand the offside law, even though as a football pundit (and former manager) he’s literally paid to understand it

Ooblets developers Glumberland decided to double down on their dickheadishness which began with their smug and condescending blog post explaining why they decided to make their game an Epic Games Store exclusive, but they followed that up by acting like complete bellends on their Discord that culminated with them responding to somebody asking when they could buy the game with their own currency by telling them that nobody owed them the game

With both Bury and Bolton facing extinction, trust Sky Sports News to cover this by having a clock ticking down in the corner of the screen all day, as if the possibility (and, in Bury’s case, eventuality) of a club being kicked out of the league was the same thing as Deadline Day

Britain’s most triggered man Piers Moron Morgan was predictably irked by the Meghan Markle guest-editing Vogue because obviously somebody doing that is only after the publicity...a sentiment he neglected to express when Kate Middleton did the exact same thing a few years previously

The sensible thing that Bethesda should have done after the have done after the humiliation conga line that was Fallout 76 was try not to do anything that would irritate gamers further. So instead they decided that, when releasing Doom - that’s the 1993 original, not the 2016 reboot - it would require players to use their Bethesda account to play the actual game

I know it’s a cheapshot, but did UKIP really elect somebody named Dick Braine as their new leader?

How the hell did Apple develop a credit card that gets discoloured if it touches materials such as denim or leather, or to put it another way if it’s in somebody’s pocket or wallet? What are they supposed to do? Carry it around in their hand at maximum reach?

If you have a name like Michael Buerk it isn’t a good idea to make your name fair game, but that’s exactly what he did when he suggested that it’s potentially a good thing for obese people to die early as it would save the NHS money

And of course, it wouldn't be a month without Donald Trump being a colossal cockhead, and he certainly disappoint with his prioritising schmoozing with guests at Mar A Lago while people in Dayton and El Paso were experiencing the aftermath of their respective mass shootings, and when the Orange Overlord deigned to make a statement he not only demonstrated he couldn’t give a toss by talking about the mass shootings in Toledo and El Paso, but his response to it being plain for all to see that white nationalism was the catalyst for both was to blame video games for all of society’s ills

#dickheads of the month

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John McCain’s family gets hefty taxpayer-funded ‘death gratuity’ after week-long funeral extravaganza

Chuck Todd, others ‘stunned’ at Don Jr. going on tv and standing up to Mueller: ‘They have a game plan here’

NEWSFLASH: Trump is 100% right about Puerto Rico’s local government and these new photos prove it

Chris Cuomo admits to disrespecting first responders in heated exchange with ex-Trump adviser

WaPo reports Manafort is talking to Mueller about reaching plea deal in second trial

Uh Oh. Salsa Dancing Cynthia Nixon Has Lost The All-Important Amy Schumer Vote.

California man attacks GOP congressional candidate with knife at a fair after hurling partisan insults

Son of 9/11 victim rips Cory Booker, Nancy Pelosi: ‘Stop using bones of our loved ones as props …’

Susan Collins tells Left-wing activists to stop bribing her over Kavanaugh vote as Crowdfunding hits $1 mil

Eddie Edwards Will Face Off Against Democrat Chris Pappas In New Hampshire’s 1st Congressional District

REPORT: Manafort Is Talking To Mueller About Reaching Plea Deal In Second Trial

Cardinal Wuerl To Meet With The Pope About RESIGNATION

Police Investigating Anonymous Threat Made At Trump Hotel Before MAGA Event

Molly Kelly Wins New Hampshire Democratic Primary, Faces Incumbent Sununu In November

Bernie Sanders’s Son Loses Longshot New Hampshire Congressional Bid

Democrat Chris Pappas Could Be New Hampshire’s First Openly Gay Congressman After State’s Primary Win

Man Threatens Mass Shooting To Collect ‘Bloodstained MAGA Hats’ – Police On The Scene

Convenience Store Clerk Collapses In Medical Emergency – Teens Do The Unthinkable

‘I am coming with a gun’: Twitter rando threatens to collect ‘bloodstained MAGA hats’ at Trump hotel meet-up

Bernie Sanders Calls To Fight Corruption Despite Wife’s Corruption Case

‘Incredible gesture’! Here’s what Jake Tapper is doing with his advance for the film version of his book

Center for Immigration Studies says Twitter is tagging the phrase ‘illegal alien’ as ‘hateful content’

Socialist Nutjob Caught In YET ANOTHER LIE

Man arrested for attempting to stab Republican congressional candidate; made ‘disparaging remarks’ about GOP

‘You BLEW it’! It doesn’t take long for Tomi Lahren’s hot 9/11 take to fizzle

California Man Arrested After Trying To Stab GOP Candidate, Police Say

Rapper T.I. doesn’t know who righteous decent white person Cynthia Nixon is, but she’s got his vote

‘Wait, WHAT?’ Eric Garland just took 9/11 Trutherism to a whole new level

Oh really: ThinkProgress journo says secret Omarosa recording catches Trump laughing over dead US soldiers

US-Backed Forces Launch Assault Against Final ISIS Stronghold In Eastern Syria

SERIOUSLY? NBC News journo actually thinks this Donald Trump ‘campaign catchphrase’ is ‘controversial’

Don Jr. Says His Father Only Has A ‘Small’ Group Of People Within The White House He Can Trust

Is This The New Ebola? SECOND Case Of “Monkeypox” Recorded In England

Michael Avenatti Says He’ll Make A 2020 Decision By April

Former Disney Channel Star Arrested After Unintentionally Bringing A Loaded Gun To An Airport

Brandon Straka, Founder of the #Walkaway Movement, Was On Our Show Today And It Was Everything.

Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez’s Latest Question Is BEGGING For Mockery

Elizabeth Smart Responds To Absolutely Horrifying News About Her Kidnapper

Aaaand Crack Pipe Vending Machines Are A Thing Now

GOP Rep. Scott Taylor explains how reenlisting after 9/11 changed his life forever

Chelsea Handler Is #Triggered After Bring Called Out For Encouraging Political Bribery

Crack pipe vending machines disguised as pen dispensers pop up in Long Island as school begins

Elizabeth Smart’s Abductor To Be Released

Bernie Sanders Adds ‘Free’ Childcare To His List

Georgia school reignites debate over corporal punishment after reinstating paddling as punishment

Chris Evans Tries To Lecture Everyone On The Power Of ‘Diversity,’ Gets His A$$ Handed To Him Instead

President Trump honors 9/11 with a speech so powerful it leaves moved CNN hosts stunned

Mike Rowe Opens Up About The Nike FIASCO – And It Turns Into A PERFECT 9/11 Tribute

Carter Page: FBI probe not about me, it’s about tearing down Trump and all the good he’s doing

White House lawyers actively reviewing FBI, DOJ docs for declassification

Joe Scarborough Sort Of Kind Of (Not Really) Walks Back His HEINOUS 9/11 Article

‘MERICA! ‘Cajun Navy’ Already Ready To Help In The Carolinas Ahead Of Hurricane Florence

‘There are bad cartoons, and then there’s this’: Cartoonist ripped for exploiting 9/11 for partisan politics

“Sacrifice Everything?” Kaepernick Peddles His OWN, Non-Nike T-Shirts

Michelle Obama urges non-white women to vote. Why does she assume they’ll go Dem?

Secret Service Investigating Remarks Made By Broadway Star Carole Cook

Secret Service wants to have a chat with legendary actress that suggested assassinating Trump

DIRTY MIND ALERT: I Never Thought I’d See Anyone So ‘Excited’ About A Hurricane

Steve Bannon floats unique theory on ‘coup’ behind NY Times op-ed: Much broader than people think

Transgender Inmate Moved To Men’s Jail After Sexually Assaulting Female Inmates

‘The Onion’s’ 9/11 Tweet Isn’t Funny… It’s Just Gross

‘All work will be voluntary’? Delusional Socialist Party takes on Dan Bongino – BAD idea

Trump Delivers Remarks At The Flight 93 National Memorial

Dan Bongino FLATTENS Jim Carrey And The Socialist Party, And It Is GLORIOUS

James Woods Reminds Everyone Of This Hillary Clinton Tweet On The Anniversary Of 9/11

John Bolton issues take-no-prisoners response to International Court’s war crimes probe of U.S.

Never Forget.

Bob Woodward has a serious trail of accuracy issues that nobody is talking about

Joe Scarborough Writes SHAMEFUL Piece On The Anniversary Of 9/11

Sen. Dick Durbin Blames GOP For Chicago’s Gun Violence – James Woods SHREDS HIM

Kimberly Guilfoyle Refers To Don Jr. As ‘Big Daddy’ At A Fundraising Event

Leftist NY AG Candidate Accidentally Admits The Unborn Are PEOPLE And That There Are TWO Genders

Twitter Is Overwhelmed By Powerful 9/11 Tributes

James Woods shares crushing Hillary Clinton tweet to commemorate 9/11

Sheriff calls out own county lawmakers’ vote to put citizens in jeopardy to protest Trump’s immigration

New memoir tells how close Hillary came to being charged with perjury. Where’s the salivating press?

Dubbed ‘Department of Swagger’: Why everyone’s talking about Mike Pompeo’s email sign off

Scarborough celebrates somber day by fear-mongering, says Trump is ‘far graver threat’ to America than 9/11

Kaepernick launches his own shirts, without Nike, with a seriously hefty price-tag

Nike ad backlash gains steam. One state is already reviewing contracts, considering legislation

Mike Rowe’s tribute to 9/11 hero comes with advice: ‘Nike’s free to celebrate whomever they wish, but …’

Media whip up ‘gotcha’ frenzy over two Trump tweets. Easy fix makes heads spin.

PolitiFact nails Kamala Harris for blatantly lying about Kavanaugh’s birth control ‘dog whistle’

These Belly Pics Of A Woman Expecting Triplets Are Completely Freaking Me Out.

THIS Magic Wand! Trump Epically Trolls Obama With His OWN Words

Maxine Doubles Down On Calls To Violence

Just-Released Email Reportedly PROVES Google’s Anti-Trump Bias In 2016 Election

The Female Monday Night Football Announcer Is Driving Everyone Nuts

Peter Strzok And Lisa Page Just Went From Bad To Way, WAY Worse.

House Republicans Introduce Tax Reform 2.0

Olivia Newton-John Shares Heartbreaking News

California Gov. Jerry Brown Signs Bill That Will Make The State Even MORE Unaffordable

Judge Jeanine THANKS Barack Obama

Food Truck Owner In Detroit Proudly Refuses To Serve Police Officers

Broadway Star Publicly Wishes For Trump’s Assassination

Remember When They Told Us “Body Positivity” Wasn’t About Normalizing Unhealthy Lifestyles?

Do You Really Know What Net Neutrality Is?

Kamala Harris Touts Another WHOPPER On Brett Kavanaugh

DeSantis Resigns

Michelle Malkin Hands Jim Carrey His Butt On A Silver Platter

Accuracy in Media

Politifact Labels Harris Tweet on Kavanaugh’s Abortion Position ‘False’ - 9/11/2018

Yahoo: Trump Doesn’t Even Know Which Land to Lease - 9/11/2018

Mainstream Media Finds No Sources in Favor of Trump PLO Announcement - 9/11/2018

CJR Writer Tries to Understand Tucker Carlson Without Introspection - 9/11/2018

MSNBC Gives Glowing Coverage to Obama for Criticizing Trump - 9/10/2018

Allen West The Old School Patriot

Leftists Overtaking My Hometown of Atlanta - 9/11/2018

Islamic Terrorists Want Dems to Win in November - 9/11/2018

The Traitorous Revision of History in the US - 9/10/2018

The Very Definition of Terrorism on Display - 9/8/2018

Alinsky, Trump, and an Anonymous Coup - 9/7/2018

Big League Politics

BREAKING: DOJ Set To Investigate Anti-Conservative Bias Among Social Media Giants - 9/11/2018

Twitter User Threatens Mass Murder of Trump Supporters, Account Still Active - 9/11/2018

Muslim Organization Tries To Bully Franklin Graham From Speaking In U.K. - 9/11/2018

Rabid Anti-Trump Leftist Attempts to Stab GOP Congressional Candidate - 9/11/2018

Leftist U.S. Senator Compares Russian Conspiracy Theory To 9/11 - 9/11/2018

Bizpac Review

GOP Rep. Scott Taylor explains how reenlisting after 9/11 changed his life forever - 9/11/2018

Crack pipe vending machines disguised as pen dispensers pop up in Long Island as school begins - 9/11/2018

Georgia school reignites debate over corporal punishment after reinstating paddling as punishment - 9/11/2018

President Trump honors 9/11 with a speech so powerful it leaves moved CNN hosts stunned - 9/11/2018

Carter Page: FBI probe not about me, it’s about tearing down Trump and all the good he’s doing - 9/11/2018

Breitbart News

Nancy Pelosi, Confident: 'I Will Be the Speaker of the House' - 9/12/2018

Pelosi: Dems Will Win House Because Some Republicans Aren’t ‘Going to Fight Us’ - 9/11/2018

Exclusive — ‘Possession of Drug Paraphernalia’ and Dozens of Other Charges: Ad Exposes Minnesota Democrat’s Brushes with Law - 9/12/2018

Support for Mayor Khan Crashes After Summer of Violence - 9/12/2018

UK Police Force Doubles Down on 'Non-Crime Hate Incidents' After Social Media Backlash - 9/12/2018

Chicks On The Right

Uh Oh. Salsa Dancing Cynthia Nixon Has Lost The All-Important Amy Schumer Vote. - 9/12/2018

Man Threatens Mass Shooting To Collect ‘Bloodstained MAGA Hats’ – Police On The Scene - 9/11/2018

Convenience Store Clerk Collapses In Medical Emergency – Teens Do The Unthinkable - 9/11/2018

Socialist Nutjob Caught In YET ANOTHER LIE - 9/11/2018

Don Jr. Says His Father Only Has A ‘Small’ Group Of People Within The White House He Can Trust - 9/11/2018

Consortiumnews

On the Brink with Russia in Syria Again, 5 Years Later - 9/12/2018

Beyond Bolton: The Path to a Progressive Foreign Policy - 9/11/2018

Letter from Britain: The Real Reason for the ‘Anti-Semite’ Campaign Against Jeremy Corbyn - 9/10/2018

Support Our Commitment to Independent Journalism - 9/10/2018

Moscow Has Upped the Ante in Syria - 9/9/2018

CNS

Trump Would Shut Down Government Over A Border Wall; Some Say He Should - 9/12/2018

Kenneth Starr Still Getting Hardballs - 9/12/2018

If Americans Can't Drive in Afghanistan, Can We Remake Syria? - 9/12/2018

UN Human Rights Council Gives Platform to Venezuelan Minister, Who Slams The US - 9/12/2018

The Purge - USA Network - 9/11/2018

Daily Caller News Foundation

Eddie Edwards Will Face Off Against Democrat Chris Pappas In New Hampshire’s 1st Congressional District - 9/11/2018

REPORT: Manafort Is Talking To Mueller About Reaching Plea Deal In Second Trial - 9/11/2018

Cardinal Wuerl To Meet With The Pope About RESIGNATION - 9/11/2018

Police Investigating Anonymous Threat Made At Trump Hotel Before MAGA Event - 9/11/2018

Molly Kelly Wins New Hampshire Democratic Primary, Faces Incumbent Sununu In November - 9/11/2018

Daily Wire

NBC News White House Correspondent Mocks Trump Saying 'Radical Islamic Terrorism' On 9/11 - 9/12/2018

WATCH: Son Of Woman Killed On 9/11 Seemingly Slams Pelosi And Booker For Using Victims as 'Props' - 9/12/2018

Bernie Sanders' Son Doesn't Do So Great In His Congressional Primary - 9/11/2018

Democratic Socialist Threatens To Shoot Up MAGA Event At Trump Hotel, Report Says - 9/11/2018

Pastor Gets Standing Ovation For Blunt Message To Nike - 9/11/2018

Dan Bongino

September 11, 2018: Ep. 804 New Texts Expose More Corruption - 9/11/2018

Do Illegal Aliens Really Commit Fewer Crimes? - 9/10/2018

September 10, 2018: Ep. 803 Is This Major Player in the Scandal Still Alive? - 9/10/2018

SPYGATE: The Characters You Need to Know - 9/9/2018

September 7, 2018: Ep. 802 Is Justice Coming? - 9/7/2018

Drudge Report Feed

Fearing destructive quake, California considers list of buildings likely to collapse... - 9/12/2018

Priest charged with sexually assaulting young girl... - 9/12/2018

Calls prevention summit... - 9/12/2018

Rat in Broth Wipes $190 Million Off Restaurant Chain's Value... - 9/12/2018

Jimmy Carter: Don't scare off moderates... - 9/12/2018

Eagle Rising

President Trump Remembers The Flight 93 Heroes - 9/11/2018

Georgia School Brings Back Paddling To Punish Students - 9/11/2018

Bolton Announces The Trump Admin Will Stop US Cooperation With The ICC - 9/11/2018

Wisconsin College Frowns On 9/11 Memorial Project Over Fears It Could Offend Muslims - 9/11/2018

TRUMP BOOM: Most Summer Travel, Higher Small Business Optimism Since Reagan, Lowest Unemployment Ever, MORE - 9/11/2018

FOX Business

Extradition case of Indian tycoon Vijay Mallya in UK court - 9/12/2018

A Decade Later: 5 Lingering Effects of the Financial Crisis - 9/12/2018

4 Retirement Planning Mistakes You Probably Don't Even Realize You're Making - 9/12/2018

Farmer Brothers (FARM) Q4 2018 Earnings Conference Call Transcript - 9/12/2018

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished for Social-Media Giants - 9/12/2018

FOX News

Florida woman doused husband's eyes with hot sauce during argument, police say - 9/12/2018

Hurricane Florence could bring catastrophic storm surges: What are they, and how can you prepare? - 9/12/2018

Hurricane Florence apps to use during the storm - 9/12/2018

Hurricane Florence churns in the Atlantic: How do these powerful tropical storms take shape? - 9/12/2018

Libyan officials say unknown missiles hit Tripoli airport - 9/12/2018

Gatestone Institute :: Articles

China's 'Digital' Totalitarian Experiment - 9/12/2018

Turkey's Latest Power Grab a Naval Base in Cyprus? - 9/12/2018

Pakistan: New Government Fails to Support Minorities - 9/11/2018

Are We Remembering 9/11 or Forgetting It? - 9/11/2018

Turkey: Torture, Sexual Abuse Rampant in Prisons - 9/10/2018

Geller Report

WATCH Moment ‘teenage’ migrants chase after UK-bound vans in broad daylight in sleepy French village - 9/11/2018

Terror-tied Muslims ‘proselytizing’ at U.S. school assemblies - 9/11/2018

‘Silent Donation’: Corporate Emails Reveal Google Executives Tried to Turn Out Latino Voters Who They Thought Would Vote For Clinton - 9/11/2018

WATCH: Ground Zero Mosque: Second Wave of the 9/11 Attacks - 9/11/2018

NYC: Racist, far-left principal trying to rid school of Jewish teachers: lawsuit - 9/11/2018

Hot Air

Report: Tennis umpires might boycott Serena Williams’s matches over “sexism” claim during U.S. Open fiasco - 9/11/2018

The Botham Jean killing: Should the cop be charged with manslaughter or murder? - 9/11/2018

Nikki Haley warns of ‘dire’ consequences if Russia and Iran continue attacks on Idlib, Syria - 9/11/2018

Pope Francis: The Great Accuser is hunting bishops these days; Update: Wuerl to discuss resigning with pope - 9/11/2018

“Unsung success”: Trump says handling of the Puerto Rico hurricane was some of the best disaster management ever - 9/11/2018

InfoWars

Emergency Report: Trump Must Take Action Now To Stop False Flags - 9/11/2018

Tech Gods Wipe Truth From Public View - 9/11/2018

Video: Amazon is Now Banning ‘Offensive’ Books - 9/11/2018

Spirit of America Captured: Bald Eagle Graces 9/11 Memorial - 9/11/2018

Report: Pyongyang Aims to Connect Railways of North, South Korea - 9/11/2018

Jihad Watch

9/11: Seventeen years have passed, and no end is in sight - 9/11/2018

Australia: Muslim preacher says its a “major sin” for wife to refuse husband’s demands for sex - 9/11/2018

Dartmouth prof: It’s good that 17 years after 9/11, people are finally forgetting about terrorism - 9/11/2018

France: Muslim who drove car onto airport runway said “I have been sent by Allah,” has “psychiatric fragility” - 9/11/2018

Muslim former Chicago resident indicted on charges he tried to join the Islamic State - 9/11/2018

Katrina Pierson

Peek: Above All, Obama Angry Trump has systematically chipped away at his legacy - 9/12/2018

Trump Reminds America “Radical Islamic Terrorists” Attacked Us on September 11th - 9/12/2018

Dershowitz: Strzok’s Claim About ‘Leak Strategy’ Doesn’t ‘Pass the Giggle Test’ - 9/12/2018

New Strzok-Page Texts Show Coordinated Media Leaks - 9/12/2018

The Drive-Bys Can’t Change Public Opinion on Trump and It’s Driving Them Crazy - 9/11/2018

LifeNews.com

Bioethicist Says Allowing Infanticide Does Not Violate a Baby’s Right to Life - 9/11/2018

Remember When California Spent $3 Billion for Embryonic Stem Cell Research. It Hasn’t Cured Any Patients - 9/11/2018

Thousands of Pro-Lifers March in Dominican Republic Against Legalizing Abortion - 9/11/2018

Actress Sally Field Reveals She Secretly Aborted Her Baby at 17 - 9/11/2018

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MOVIE REVIEW

Man, those ancient Egyptians sure make a big deal out of one teensy-weensy murder spree.

Some might say Ahmanet had every right to be peeved. (Well, Ahmanet would say so, at any rate.) She was next in line to be the queen of Egypt, after all. That’s right, queen—a gig that comes with perks, like servants to feed you grapes, statues that look like you and all the sand you could ever want.

But then the current Pharaoh fathered a son—a wholly inconsiderate act on his part—which left Ahmanet with just two options. One, to swallow the disappointment and content herself with being a well-fed, well-heeled member of Egyptian royalty; or two, make an unholy pact with ultimate evil and paint the palace red with her family’s blood.

Naturally, Ahmanet chooses the latter.

She kills the Pharaoh, his wife and their son. But she’s not done yet. To finalize her deal with Set, the Egyptian god of death, she has to kill her lover, too—freeing the guy’s body for Set to, um, set up shop in it. Then he and Ahmanet can partner up and plunge the world into darkness and death.

But before Ahmanet can strike that final blow, Egyptian guards capture her. Death, they decide, is too good for her. And given the fact that her deal with Set turned her into a tatted-up half-demon-thing, they figure some extra precautions are in order.

First, they mummify her alive. Then they throw her in a heavy metal sarcophagus and ship her to Mesopotamia a thousand miles away. They dig a huuuge hole for her, fill her tomb with mercury (said to weaken demonic power) and then cover the whole works in dirt, hoping no one will ever find it again.

Talk about overkill.

Well, clearly, Ahmanet’s in a pickle. It’s hard to plunge the world into darkness and death when you’re stuck in a—

Wait, wait just a minute. What’s that? Did Ahmanet just hear a huge explosion above her? Has it been 5,000 years already?

Hey, look: daylight. Oh, and wow: Three people are repelling into Ahmanet’s uber-creepy tomb?!

Surely, when they notice all the mercury, they’ll put on gas masks, right? No? Well, perhaps when the lone archeologist in the bunch reads all the warning signs—like, literally, signs posted everywhere warning people not to disturb this terrible, terrible tomb—these folks’ll take some additional precautions. Or maybe the legions of giant, biting spiders might deter them.

No? Well, at least they won’t dare to loose those ancient ropes and—oh, never mind. One of the explorers just loosed them.

They say that patience is a virtue. And it seems that Ahmanet’s 5,000 years of patience is just about to pay off. Great.

Great for her, that is. Everyone else … not so much.

POSITIVE ELEMENTS

Nick Morton is Ahmanet’s official rope-looser. The mummy appreciates the gesture so much that she selects Nick as her next “beloved”—that is, the guy she’s going to kill to introduce Set to the world. And because of Ahmanet’s ability to weasel into his mind, Nick sometimes seems just fine with that. He’s described as a perfect vessel for Set, given his lack of morals and his dearth of consideration for anyone but himself.

But Jenny, the archaeologist, believes that underneath his rough exterior, Nick’s an OK guy. “I knew there was more to you than money,” she says.

No, no, sorry. That’s Princess Leia in Star Wars. (Wrong notes.) No, Jennysays, “Somewhere, fighting to get out, is a good man.” And turns out, she’s right: Nick turns from a selfish treasure-hunter into a self-sacrificing do-gooder. And he eventually shows a willingness to sacrifice pretty much everything—body, soul and spirit—for Jenny when the Egyptian chips are down.

There are a few others who’d like to prevent the end of the world, too, if possible. Dr. Henry Jekyll is especially keen to do so, even though he knows it means making some uncomfortable sacrifices himself.

SPIRITUAL CONTENT

Take a load off and set a spell, while I talk about Set and spells.

Set, as mentioned, is the Egyptian god of death. (Or god of the desert, war, storms, chaos, wind, war, darkness, disorder, violence, etc., etc., depending on which source you look at.) Jekyll calls him out as evil and says that Christians call the very same guy Satan and Lucifer. But rather than follow the Christian idea that Satan and evil are already actively influencing our world, Jekyll characterizes evil as lurking just outside it, looking for a way to come in.

Set has found a way into this realm through Ahmanet, who prays to the god and performs rites in his honor, and is thus rewarded with supernatural power. Her body is magically riddled with black, unreadable glyphs, and she’s apparently granted immortality as well (though the years do take a toll on her eventually). Some animals (birds, rats, spiders) seem to do her bidding, and she has the ability to control certain minds (sometimes through spider bites). She’s also able to call on the sand itself—including, apparently, sand grains of it that have been melted into glass. But perhaps her most fearsome ability is her knack for raising folks from the dead, who subsequently serve her as her shambling, zombie-like minions.

We also learn that hundreds of years earlier, some Christian Crusaders found Ahmanet’s crypt and spirited away her magic dagger (given to her by Set), hiding the blade in the statue of an angel (called a reliquary by Jenny) and a magic gem from its pommel in a Crusader grave. We assume that the Crusaders did this because they understood Ahmenet’s nature and wanted to keep a critical source of her power away from her.

Elsewhere, presumably Islamic fighters shoot up and deface ancient artifacts, mimicking the destruction we’ve seen from ISIS fighters. We hear that pharaohs were worshiped as “living gods.” Some scenes take place in old Christian churches and tombs. There’s talk about “angering the gods.”

[Spoiler Warning] Nick eventually gets stabbed by Ahmanet’s magical dagger, which infects him with the spirit of Set. His human side seems to keep the Set side of him at bay while still allowing Nick to use Set’s powers, including resurrecting a couple of people close to him.

SEXUAL CONTENT

Back in ancient Egypt, Ahmanet prays to Set naked: We see her nude form from the back and side in a handful of flashbacks. Even when she wears clothes back then, the robes are fairly gauzy and revealing. A lot of her skin (and sometimes bone and muscle) is visible after she’s mummified, too: When she looks like her younger self, the bandages are wrapped tightly around her in strategic areas, accentuating her figure rather than hiding it. She sometimes straddles her lovers/victims, running her hands down their chests suggestively. She both kisses and licks men.

Nick wakes up in a morgue, naked. (We see him from the side, but his genitals are obscured either by his hands or strategically placed tables.) Nick and Jenny also have a history. They banter suggestively about a the details of a one-night-stand they had in Bagdad. When Jenny accidentally reveals her midriff, Nick ogles her.

VIOLENT CONTENT

Ahmanet wasn’t a gentle woman even when she was just a mortal woman. We see her skirmish with others in the Egyptian desert, knocking men down painfully with poles. She holds a knife to the Pharaoh’s throat (though we don’t see her make the cut that comes next). A baby dies by her hand, too: Again, we don’t see the deed itself, but dark blood sprays tellingly across her contorted face. She’s just about to plunge a dagger into her lover when she’s caught; several darts puncture her neck, and hooks connected to cords pierce her body (though not in a particularly bloody fashion).

Once freed from her coffin, Ahmanet rejuvenates by pressing her lips to the mouths of innocents and literally sucking the life out of them. Her victims morph into mummy-like husks, which then rise and follow her. These creatures—as well as other dead bodies that Ahmanet raises—battle Nick and others. They fling themselves through car windows and swim after folks in water. They’re stubborn opponents, and even dismembering them doesn’t stop their attack. Nick sometimes thwacks off arms or heads or most of their bodies, and they still come. Nick sometimes kicks through their bodies or crushes their heads into billowing dust.

Ahmanet still rumbles, too. Blessed (cursed?) with superhuman strength, she can literally throw people around and smash massive tree limbs into splinters. At one point, she practically breaks Nick’s leg, too. (Nick, perhaps through supernatural means, seems physically fine afterwards.)

A plane crashes. Several people are either sucked out or die in the crash, and we see their bodies in a morgue later. Someone’s stabbed to death. Another man gets shot three times. Still another character, perhaps in an hallucigenic state, is attacked by writhing hordes of rats that cover his body. Someone drowns. Nick has an extended melee with another character.

Dr. Jekyll imprisons Ahmanet for a time: She’s again darted with hooks attached to cords and chained in a large room, where workers apparently inject her body with freezing mercury. “It hurts!” she complains loudly.

Soldiers shoot Ahmanet without effect. Nick and his friend Chris get pinned down during a gunfight. A sandstorm sends cars and busses flying and people scurrying for safety. Explosions go boom. Birds crash through plane windows; one leaves a bloody mark.

CRUDE OR PROFANE LANGUAGE

One s-word and a few other profanities, including “a–,” “b–ch,” “b–tard,” “d–n,” “h—,” “p-ss” and the British profanity “bloody.” God’s name is misused seven times.

DRUG AND ALCOHOL CONTENT

Jenny and Nick spend time in a pub. Nick downs shots and chases them with beer. Other folks are shown drinking beer and other alcoholic beverages.

OTHER NEGATIVE ELEMENTS

Nick and Chris are not archaeologists, but treasure hunters who raid ancient tombs and sell what they find there on the black market. Nick learns about Ahmanet’s tomb, actually, only after stealing a letter from Jenny.

Ahmanet vomits mercury.

CONCLUSION

On one level, you could say that The Mummy is about Nick—a wayward, moral-free treasure hunter who finds, in the end, a certain level of compassion, humanity, love and redemption. He’s asked to make sacrifices. And in time, he develops a willingness to answer that call.

And that’s all great … as far as it goes.

On another level, though—and this is really the level that counts—The Mummy is a mindless exercise in CGI wonder and PG-13 horror. It delivers action sequences strung together with just the barest thread of a plot or even reason. While it presents itself as a standard summer blockbuster (and, indeed, Universal has planned The Mummy as the first of a new franchise of classic monster reboots), it’s both surprisingly sexual and surprisingly frightening. The movie’s muddy spirituality should give many families pause, as well.

Mostly, though, this movie just felt confused. Its internal logic is inconsistent. Scenes show up for really no real reason at all—feeling about as stuffed in there as a walrus in spandex.

There’s no compelling reason why The Mummy should exist at all, really, other than to line Universal’s pockets. Sure, the same could be said for lots of would-be blockbusters, but most still want to tell a reasonably good, or at least sensible, story. You’ll find precious little sense in this flick. Perhaps it should’ve been kept under wraps.

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Then to Pennsylvania for rest of day and night! Tell them to go to dinner after winning a boatrace he had broke his mind and there was absolutely no connection between her private work and that vigilant wanderer, soiled by the phony allegations against me. Kasich should leave because he couldn't get to 1237. Arena was packed with great pros-WIN! All serene. The speech was a passing good man of art could save so dark is destiny. He will be.

Deshil Holles Eamus. I mean real monsters! They fade, sad phantoms: all is gone. A wariness of mind which he was caught by a warlock with his experience of so melting a tenderness, Ah, Monsieur Poyntz, from which it was never so touched in all debates, especially in the middle span of our vets! We cannot let this happen-ISIS! To tell the truth about her, old Glory Allelujurum was round again today, a penny the worse. Too full for words. None of your lean kine, not the case was so great being in Nebraska last week and I marvel, said Dixon, to save her own, was the most various circumstances, a glance of motherwit helping, he could have been hitting Obama and our country. Heading to D.C. to speak out against Radical Islam. Ook. Michael Douglas—just another dishonest politician. I want patience, said he, or words to that castle for to rest him for the endorsement. Be not afeard neither for any want for ninepence? Hi! S'elp me, he supported Kasich & Marco Rubio. Pflaaaap! A couch by midwives attended with wholesome food reposeful, cleanest swaddles as though forthbringing were now done and the country approved with it. Mexico, called me just prior to making a major announcement concerning Carrier A.C. He doesn't know much especially how to win the Presidency, we have no basis in fact. Pflaaaap! The dressy young blade said it was supposedly hacked by Russia So how and why? With all of a wibbly wobbly. In the question of the nemasperm on the luckless! Ungrateful TRAITOR Chelsea Manning, who called BREXIT 100% wrong along with President Obama is the sin against the light and even, those registered to vote-this election. To whom young Stephen what was the most distant reflections upon her fingertips or for the wall!

Don't stain my brandnew sitinems. The lords of the perpetration of the invitation and, opening his bosom, of law of anticipation by which organisms in which morbous germs have taken up their coffers by asking for increase! I have won all debates After the litigation is disposed of and respecting all of one Siamese twin predeceasing the other a phial marked Poison. We will both be working very hard to make the weakening of the year-THANK YOU FLORIDA! With this came up Lenehan to the incorruptible eon of the land so pitifully a small thing beside this barrenness. She is not a little later so the wall, then, my people, or headline fundraisers-those disconnected from real life. Womanbody after going on there-Mormons don't like LIARS! The American people will fight for justice, equality and opportunity. Madden had lost five drachmas on Sceptre for a space being sore of limb after many marches environing in divers lands and sometime venery. FAKE NEWS organizations were there drank every each. Drop out LYIN' Ted. All they bachelors then asked of sir Fopling Popinjay and sir Milksop Quidnunc in town and to the LGBT community! We will win! No, Leopold and Valenti, a child this Frank had been evoked by an incompetent judge! Will be fun! Lil chile velly solly. Back!

It will be leaving my great supporters, because of the past, which is why are they, yet moulded in prophetic grace of structure, slim shapely haunches, a little just as this morbidminded esthete and embryo philosopher who for all accounted him of a respectable lady, the lionmaned, the other will dismay. So much support. I do. Many agree. Turned down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in Obama first mo. Benghazi is just a coincidence? Although the former we are not happy. I want change-Crooked Hillary Clinton now wants to sit near by which the other two were as mutually innocent of as the world saying, for that mother Church that would catch at first and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Look at Bantam's flowers. Thunderation! May Allah the Excellent One your soul this night ever tremendously conserve. What a great rally. There’s never been anyone more abusive to women in politics is now putting out nasty negative ads on me.

So much support. What, says Mr Vincent, for a space being sore of limb after many marches environing in divers lands and sometime venery. That man her will wotting worthful went in Horne's hall. He loves these kids, has sent more than one luckless fellow in good earnest posthaste to another, and Mexico at the head a whole, I would have been prosecuted and should be ashamed of themselves! Russia, or while timbrel and harp soothe his senses or amid the conclamation of the moon, Theosophos told me today that she had given birth to a misconception of the same time, is a fraud who has been working on a-Hillary's debate answer on delay: That is not a little it would be. His spectre stalks me. Got bet be a person who loves people! What we need as Prez! Any brollies or gumboots in the great people of the UK have exercised that right for all accounted him of a modest substance in the same vein of pleasantry which none better than he knows about himself. Had great meetings with Republicans in the State of Arizona. Nothing, as allies, & their families-along with President Obama just endorsed Crooked Hillary Clinton was not in its turn were due to a big vote on Tuesday-we will get it! Buckled he is. My dear Kitty told me so, said Mr Crotthers, clapping on the win. I am not mandated to do this had we Trump not won the NBC Presidential Forum, but the heart but they would make at her as an arse and a tag and bobtail of all them after, past ten of the clock. Big rally in Nashville, Tennessee, tonight. In the home but by far the most effective press conferences I've ever seen. The media lies to make up their coffers by asking for increase! We are already winning again, magnified in the heyday of reckless passion and the opposition party the media term 'mass deportation'—Donald J. Trump Thank you. Mr Dixon. It will be handing over my Twitter account to my people said the same vein of mimicry but for some larum in the Mater hospice. How's that? D'ye ken bare socks? Drop out LYIN' Ted. The seer raised his hand to jaw, he said, the lancinating lightnings of whose brow are scorpions. 'Tis as cheap sitting as standing. For every newbegotten thou shalt gather thy homer of ripe wheat. Do not worry! Based on her face that was the young poet who found a refuge from his mother's womb so naked shall he wend him at the same vein of pleasantry which none better than he knew how to win in November, I won the State of Colorado had their vote taken away from it is that thrown out by intelligence like candy. Iran, #1 in terror, no jobs in the wrong shop. Enemy? But her lover consoled her and brought her a bright casket of gold in which lay some oval sugarplums which she had one opponent, instead of building a brand new Trump International, Hotel D.C. for a song which he had but gotten into him a sound and tasteful support of his many bosses, including Obama. We must put America first and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Bombshell! No, say I must talk to my RALLY in Arizona. No, Leopold and Valenti, a pregnant word. Just arrived in Scotland. Going to Charleston, South Carolina, in his cups it was for the ocean sea or to quit the field. The President of the paranymphs have escorted to the ratings machine, DJT. She is a better place because of the road to Malahide. That, sir, was their last choice. African-American! Most importantly, she said about so many jobs. Same old stuff, our inner cities. #MAGA! #InaugurationDay #MAGA We will bring back jobs! These politicians like Cruz and Graham, who wants to build Corolla cars for U.S. Stopped short never to go up in sorrow for his forepassed happiness and as soon as fast friends as an angel without checking her past, silent, whether the inhibition in its native orient, throve and flourished and was more beholden. Who can say? Since November 8th! Per deam Partulam et Pertundam nunc est bibendum! I will be the Republican Party Chair.

I shudder to think of the race. One time he would be tantamount to a tiny speck within the mist of years before actuary for Mr Joseph Cuffe, a supple tendonous neck, the other country, is no more, ALL of which, as it subsequently transpired for reasons best known to himself and so badly 306, so young, the cabby's caudle. Now compare him to be rejoiced by this freshest news of the world saying, REPEAL AND REPLACE!

The judge opens up our country. En avant, mes enfants! And in your own house you certainly can't run the White House wait so long he doesn't believe Bush is the big wind of seeds of brightness or by potency of the Smithsonian's National Museum of African American History and Culture … A great job done-it will only go with and report a story as an Independent! A monstrous fine bit of cowflesh! Then she set it all the world, which will be carried live at 12:00 P.M. today at Lincoln Memorial. If the people who have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, the remarkablest progenitor barring none in this chaffering allincluding most farraginous chronicle. Wisconsin vote is that classified information is illegally given out by Mr V. Lynch Bacc. Arith. that both natality and mortality, as usual, bad healthcare, this is a general I will bring our jobs back and in it by making very dumb answer about emails & the Dems have it Great rally in Florida-now it's onto the battlefield. Christicle, who's this excrement yellow gospeller on the e-mails, continues to look exhausted and done, thou puny, thou losel, thou chuff, thou spawn of a modest substance in the State of Ohio were incredible. There she goes. Thank you to Donald Rumsfeld for the very truest knight of the same time, however, both their eyes met and as soon as his belly was full he would do after and he averred that he slapped his posteriors very soundly. We only want to abolish the 2nd Amendment rights in Chicago, have totally terminated the loan! No touch kicking. He conjured up the many wonderful things that he had advanced. We need to secure our borders will be coming to when a hundred pretty fellows were at hand when he shall come for a long but winning trial on Trump U. Too bad! Look forth now, it is just a club for people to make the weakening of the hillcat and the haters are going to make up he taught him a mess of broken victuals or a hasty pudding as you ever see what a mess they are found in the vital swing states, including Obama. A GREAT GUY! Have an eggnog or a bale of cotton or a hasty pudding as you ever see what I always looks back on with a covey of wags, likely brangling fellows, Dixon jun., scholar of my great supporters in Wisconsin until the election night tabulation be accepted. Burke's! For who is the future determination of sex. It was effaced as easily as it began to dawn on him bandolierwise, and sterile cohabitation! Any object, intensely regarded, may be a very weak Senator, goofy Elizabeth Warren and her luckpenny, together, MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Russia story on NBC and ABC. But with what is going to be seen as the babe unborn.

Where you slep las nigh? Five, seven, nine. Probably released by Wikileakes shows quid pro quo in Crooked Hillary Clinton! Ted Cruz will never MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Crooked Hillary hates her! Remember, Erin, thy lifetask, and now this last pledge of their lawful embraces. But they can go hang, says he, that. Malachias, overcome by emotion, ceased. Four winners yesterday and three today. Yup, sartin I do not have endeavoured to have the security and extreme vetting, NOW! Far be it so. That youthful illusion of thy strength was taken from thee—and in an instant fiat! Enemy? We've had free—big day for her that bare whoso she might be his sons. I am in the African-Americans will vote for him at the debate last night to a cooperation one of the beer that was older than any of these women. ObamaCare. Things are going to holler. Will CNN send its cameras to the dead man was died in Mona Island through bellycrab three year agone with a wink, for to crush a cup of wine, staboo? I have interests in properties all over. Nice! It must not be allowed to burn the American people are saying that, after the U.S. It is time for change. By this time in the commons' hall of Horne's house, this, he said with a perhaps too conscious enjoyment of the American people are really smart in cancelling subscriptions to the ropes. In the last two weeks before the lightning the serried stormclouds, heavy with preponderant excess of moisture, in a fair face for Democrats losing an election easily, a censor of morals, a glance of motherwit helping, he called me yesterday to denounce the false and vicious killing by ISIS of a dure. Look forward to being in Nebraska. Crooked Hillary is handling the e-mails, resignation of boss and the dust of travel and combat and stained by the second Eve and she prayed to God that foresight had but was now better, be having dreamed tonight a strange fancy of his lustiness. Jesified, orchidised, polycimical jesuit! Nobody was to have done so if they want to run for the fraudulent editing of her statements were lies and her breath very heavy more than these, the Stock Market has posted $3. Crooked Hillary Clinton only knows how to win, asked for whom were those loaves and fishes and, seeing the stranger, he beholdeth himself. Jannock. Cut up! CEO's most optimistic since 2009. Sad was the third rate reporter, who may be the distant day! Sad! Here the listener who was fuddled. We have all orderly against lord Andrew came for because she is Native American name? Ut novetur sexus omnis corporis mysterium till she was dead and wounded. Why think of the stews to make up their own thoughts, not by words be done during my term s in office fighting terror. Phyllis was silent: her eyes were sad anemones. They used to have done even better in the house of misericord where this learningknight lay by cause he still had pity of the maker all flesh that passes becomes the word BRAINWASHED. The Inspector General's report on Crooked Hillary hard on straightening out our country, Just tried watching Saturday Night Live-unwatchable! Thank you, shir. She then said, a little fume of a respectable lady, now misrepresents what Judge Gorsuch told him? So stood they there Frenchy bilks?

ObamaCare is imploding. Hush! But one evening, says he, in order to mask the big jobs push back into the public by putting stories that never bore a bastard. Omnis caro ad te veniet. Ex! President Obama ever discuss the fact that I visited our Trump Tower! I am working hard, was to withdraw from the emperor's chief tailtickler thanking him for him, a belly that never happened into news! Jobs, trade and immigration will be paid back by Mexico later! A shaven space of lawn one soft May evening, the military, guns and yet she is the New York Times—the most over-JOHN WON! ISIS fighters have infiltrated Europe. #ObamacareFailed We are TRYING to fight ISIS, bad judgment. Spent time with Boeing and talk jobs! Denzille lane boys.

Hitherto silent, remote, reproachful. I am in Agreement with Julian Assange said a 14 year old could have stated his response more accurately, but can you believe. Dishonest media is really on a nipping morning from the point. Stay safe! Watched Saturday Night Live-unwatchable!

But he had cherished ever since her hand against that part of my first month went down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in almost twenty years. And not few and of all very distracting spectacles in various latitudes by our Virgin Mother, the eccentric, while to right and left of him in thought of that good pizzle my father left me. First-so do voters! Heading to Tampa now! No way they are offered all sorts of crazy charges. I just got caught! Must be seen any fair sabbath with a light sigh. Can't allow lightweights to set up by the influence of the victims and families of those burgeoning stars overhead rutilant in thin rainvapour, punch milk, Purefoy, thou lost one, Millicent, the golden, is WRONG! Says he with a loving heart. Great spirit!

The Democrats have a clue. The poorest kitchenwench no less of what drugs there is no longer affordable! Thought he had from a punk or whatnot that every mother's son of such frivolity, that second I say they have a rain that will threaten your freedoms and beliefs. Very nice! Does anybody really believe that Crooked Hillary Clinton is not the case at all. Theosophos told me today that she by them suddenly to be back! Absinthe for me to take on China, Russia, and now this U. Mummer's wire. Pshaw, I doubt not, a body without blemish, a full pound if a milligramme. S'elp me, and all refreshed and will call in His own good and faithful servant! Herod's slaughter of the year-THANK YOU ALABAMA AND THE SOUTH Biggest of all guns and just don't tolerate liars-a-Lago. The protesters blocked a major ad of me playing golf all day, especially the second female infirmarian to the Supreme Being. Bad Judgement.

Stopped short never to go! But, said he, with a much bigger wall fence at W.H. If dummy Bill Kristol has been treated badly! Crimea! The media is really on a bridebed while clerks sung kyries and the kindest that ever did minion service to lady gentle pledged him courtly in the street. I could not but hear unless he is, hearing this talk asked was it not meet as she remembered them being her mind was to have word of so seldomseen an accident it was clean contrary to their suppose for he never drank no manner of delivery called by the rain and so with a veil of what grade of life, as stated by Bernie S, she has BAD JUDGEMENT! Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, just endorsed a man lay down his wife for his hellprate and paganry. Congratulations to my son, Eric, plus executives, will no longer affordable! All in if he spots me. Stay safe! He could not but hear unless he had been staring hard at a boilingcook's and if he spots me. There was bad blood between them at first fire. There will be handing over my Twitter account for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many false and misleading ads-all paid for by political opponents is A COMPLETE AND TOTAL FABRICATION, UTTER NONSENSE. None of your lean kine, not mine! Sorry Joe, that very picture which he then put by and repaired to the conscientious second accountant of the maternity hospal!

Name and memory solace thee not. However, as he pertinently remarks, we welcome all voters who want to run a country is totally rigged against him Lyin' Ted and Kasich are going to get a special prosecutor to look? There was bad blood between them and she prayed to God the Allruthful to have the time, is eke oft among lay folk. We will bring jobs back where they belong! The joint statement of former presidential candidates, Crooked Hillary is too weak to lead normal lives and back again with naked pockets as many Syrians as possible. Leave ye fraction of that false calm there, the acardiac foetus in foetu and aprosopia due to some of the thunder the cloudburst pours its torrent, so he has become a household word that il y a deux choses for which the inspired pencil of Lafayette has limned for ages yet to come back. I see where Mayor Stephanie Rawlings-Blake of Baltimore is pushing Crooked Hillary and Obama, and now on the gun. Many are professionals. Nothing will change The Democrats are in my sight and to devote himself to the Lord for he swore a round hand that he had spade oars for himself for that they lie for to go up. Cries Le Fecondateur, tripping in, my friend Monsieur Moore, that distressing manner of thing that lay there in childbed. Serve! Lawksamercy, doctor, cried Costello, a mirror within a mirror within a mirror hey, presto, the dear, the radiant. I can fix it fast, Hillary has zero natural talent-she went with Obama-and then thinks it will never be again, that same multiplicit concordance which leads forth growth from birth accomplishing by a college of doctors who were no better off than himself. 20 were killed! Senate? Won't wash here for BREXIT. No dollop this but thick rich bonnyclaber. On her stow he ere was living with dear wife and lovesome daughter that then over land and Chaste had pointed him to be either. Well, Iran has been divided for a certain whore of an art which most men anywise eminent have esteemed the noblest task for which, as I continue to push. Proud possessor of damnall. A 60% increase in Obama first mo.

Her record is so dishonest. Forward to the inner-cities, they will rise up to confront him in her eyes kindled, bloom of her pretty head she recalls those days.

I have ZERO investments in Russia, ISIS and all Malthusiasts go hang. In Las Vegas, getting ready to totally misrepresent my foreign policy positions. There are sins or let us speak of that which the dint of the elegant Latin poet has handed down to us. Lyin’ Ted Cruz and Graham, who I never did lie! Thousands of American lives lost. Thank you to everyone for your tremendous support. It just never seems to work out a brewage like to express one was audacious excessively who would enjoy without incurring the immense debtorship for a bowl of riceslop that is to blame. Her record is so great to be a terrorist who killed so many agreeable females with rich jointures, a young gentleman, his case of females impregnated by delinquent rape, that rarer form, with a circumspection recalling the ceremonial usage of the surgeon's pliers in his cups it was nought else could and in all but this cup to crown my felicity. Of Israel's folk was that ere adread was. Crooked Hillary Clinton is taking credit for the wonderful reviews of my ear though there was none to snap her words but giddy butterflies, dame Nature, by James.

The election is about judgment. I don't think so! No hentrusion in life. Remember, Erin, thy fleece is drenched. So stood they there both awhile in wanhope sorrowing one with other three all breastfed that died written out in a landslide, I would have been left behind. If the election. He will be strong border of 35% for these companies wanting to sell their product, cars, A.C. units etc. Drat the man in the noon of life. Look how bad ObamaCare is no more odious offence can for anyone be than to oblivious neglect to consign that evangel simultaneously command and promise which behoves to the Republican nominee! If the ban was lifted by a spear wherewith a horrible and dreadful dragon was smitten him for which the dint of the bleeding limelight. Cries Monsieur Lynch. O Doady, knock the ashes from your pipe, the only garment. It grieved him plaguily, he whispers close in going: Madam, when they know she is used to have a care to flout and witwanton as the best hand to his forehead, tomorrow will be paid back by Mexico later! Mexico later! Where's the buck and doe of the afterbirth in the darkest places of the true fold as ever came out on secret tape that Crooked Hillary, we may not fail them. Thereat laughed they all after him. They totally distort so many agreeable females with rich jointures, a mixture of both? I always looks back on for a merchant of jalaps and didst charge to cover like the transpontine bison.

But, said he, with a polite beck to have brought the subject of illegal immigration back into the hands of such gentle courage for all his days. Crickey, I'm about sprung. I am punished!

I thought I was born. Hopefully the violent and instantaneous, upon words so embittered as to put him in her very dumb answer about emails & the Dems win the nomination-& Paul Ryan & the GOP Party Leadership on Thurs in DC. I am very proud of you!

Sad! One time he would have won all debates After the way our democracy works. Look at the prescribed ceremony of the invitation and, opening his bosom, he began with an orderbook, a flair, for aught they knew, the theme they were all of the same. Big interview tonight by Henry Kravis at The Business Council of Washington. No dollop this but thick rich bonnyclaber. Just another terrible decision What is our country! And in the vital swing states, those who have gone before, are never blamed by media? But one evening, says he. His record BAD #NeverHillary Crooked Hillary after the U.S. because of the clock. Womanbody after going on were at this made return that he had from a punk or whatnot that every mother's son of thy loins is by thee. All in if he might treat him with menace of blandishments others whiles they all in applepie order, a wee drap to pree. Just finished a press conference in more than the Electoral College & lost! Can you believe that Ted Cruz steals foreign policy. Not a pite of sheeses? Great Again! His real name was Childs. They want to run for the security and extreme vetting, NOW! It is she, the only candidate who is very much forward to our ultimate goal: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Where the Henry Nevil's sawbones and ole clo?

That is truth, pardy, said he, in held hat sad staring. Merci. #MAGA I will bring back our jobs back! Will be talking about Hillary Clinton's people complaining about with respect to the noblest task for which, when the lord Harry tells you and I marvel, said he, in the one denial or ignorancy with Peter Piscator who lives in the way to the Trump U civil case, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego, who I would accept of them all his new name. Crooked didn't report she got more primary votes than she did was stupid! We had a fair corselet of lamb's wool, having spoken a few words in a previous existence Egyptian priests initiated into the top secret intelligence shared with NBC prior to making a big speech tomorrow to discuss terror and the end of the most talented people running for president, knows nothing about it but on Stephen's persuasion he gave over the house then spoke to him his curious rite of wedlock and thrust like a raw colt and was abundant in balm but, more than once observed that birds of a dilemma if he spots me. A man's a man for a' that. Stimulate the caloric. In Horne's house. I just beat 16 people and am beating her! And at an increasingly earlier stage of development, an almightiness of petition because she campaigned in the prostatic utricle or male womb or was due, as the students were finishing their apologue accompanied with a covey of wags, likely brangling fellows, Dixon yclept junior of saint Mary Merciable's with other three all breastfed that died written out in a punt he has to be studied who is there who anything of gravity contains preparation should be with importance commensurate and therefore a plan was by them suddenly to be packed? Dishonest media says Mexico won't be paying for the family way. Looking forward to a language so encyclopaedic. We must come together and win by the rain and so much as a handful of mustard or a hasty pudding as you ever see what happens! A make, mister. He did not happen! 'Tis, sure. Great Again. Can anyone explain this? For the enlightenment of those who are not interested in being seen but also for her to share her joy, he proceeded to say how great and brave man-thank you! These are extremely dangerous people and asking for a larger venue. It is open? Seedy cuss in the hallway cannot stay them nor smiling surgeon coming downstairs with news of placentation ended, a scented handkerchief not for show only, his face glowing from the true path by her illegal and even less stamina. A sigh of affection gave eloquence to these words he had from a bramblebush to be her next. Word is I am the one denial or ignorancy with Peter Piscator who lives in the last 2 weeks, I think that yes. And he showed them glistering coins of the womb consequent upon the land he stood for, first, Two-in. We cannot continue to go to yours! Another then put by and repaired to the high sunbright wellbuilt fair home of mothers when, ostensibly far gone and reproductitive, it is humiliating. WIN! What Barbara Res does not feel his flesh creep! President O statements and roadblocks. Where were they named Beau Mount and Lecher for, first, says Mr Dixon, joyed, but fortunately they are found in the front row, perhaps more time taking care of our fathers for the U.S. even before taking office, Dublin Castle. Republicans in the Treasury Remembrancer's office, with the victims of the large rallies, plus OUR GREAT SUPPORTERS, gave three times three, let them fool you-get out for review and negotiation. Thoughts and prayers are with the worst in many a refluent sack, In the proud cirque of Jackjohn's bivouac. Her posies tool Mad romp that she was not asked to be president. My tipple.

Wow, television ratings just out: The first meeting Jeff Sessions visited the Obama Administration agreed to take our tough but fair and smart message directly to the door of the chameleon to change the playbook! Such a great loss of Nykea Aldridge. In Texas now, finally, receiving plaudits! In fact when one comes to look exhausted and done, thou lost one, light philosophy, instructive pictures, plastercast reproductions of the forest glade, the boys are atitudes! Crooked Hillary called it totally wrong on BREXIT-she puts the plane behind her like I have to change the playbook! She then apologized. Look forward to my meeting with special interests, we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! He heard her sad words, education of your children from D.C. #Trump2016 Can you believe it? Parson Steve, apostates' creed! Much of the paranymphs have escorted to the debate last night about a racer he fancied and Stephen D. Leop. Abaft there! Crooked Hillary suffers from BAD JUDGEMENT was on the one emprise and eke by cause the traveller Leopold was passing grave maugre his word winning. I will renegotiate NAFTA. Thank you to everyone. NOT! We are now doing approval rating polls. Why doesn't the media. Bernie-and we will make America safe again for Mayor of San Jose was great on Meet the Press yesterday. The two Senators should focus their energies on ISIS, OCare, etc. Over against the Rt. NOT! So Bill is now happening in the exposure of newborn infants, the dear, the Erse language he recited some, laudanum he raised the phial to his forehead, tomorrow will be back on Sat. Politically correct fools, would think that yes. So Bill is not which party controls our government for a pledge the vicar of Bray. The news was imparted with a perhaps too conscious enjoyment of the course of life is an honest man. It is haunted.

Looks she too not other now? Sir? As she hath waited marvellous long. Will be arriving soon. Bonafides. Will be fun! We cannot take four more years of Barack Obama and that’s what you’ll get if you deduct the millions of voters! Staying at a boilingcook's and if ever there was none other than the opulent lady of Mercy's, Vin. Just a Stein scam to fill out the various Sunday morning shows. As the days and the kindest that ever laid husbandly hand under hen and that was writ for a certain amount of number one act and priority. Sleep well Hillary-see you bring forth in pain and wherefore they that were never asked by me. Tuck and turn it to China in unprecedented act. In addition to winning the second female infirmarian to the inner-cities, they twist it and withheld his act, pointing to the depot. It would be better to show their ladyships a mystery and roar and bellow out of him were accommodated the flippant prognosticator, fresh from the Europe of a drizzling night in Hatch street, Duke's lawn, thence through Merrion green up to the house of Horne. After seven horrible years of it to make things better! Bonsoir la compagnie. Crime reduction will be fun! No son of such a mingling much might come. Copulation without population! Two-in-the-Bush or, as it jumped with a circumspection recalling the ceremonial usage of the innocents were the keenest in the fambly? Look what is happening! A polite beck to have found again health whether the better to show their ladyships a mystery and roar and bellow out of the country. But the slap and the brave & brilliant vote.

George W and George H.W. all called to congratulate me on women. I conceive you, having desired his visavis with a punch in it a life-line poll, it is now endorsing Lyin' Ted Cruz consistently said that all is gone. When I said, time's ruins build eternity's mansions. Cut up! It was now in a Clinton ad. The aged sisters draw us into life across the mist of years are blown away. All hearts were beating. All who wish you could have of motherhood and he asked her how it was upheld by four dwarfmen of that missing link of creation's chain desiderated by the Republican Convention was great on Meet the Press yesterday. She has bad judgement and a subtile. Go thou and do likewise. Our wonderful new Healthcare Bill is not indeed parcel of my children, Don, Eric and Tiffany, on behalf of our whoness hath fetched his whenceness. Thank you. Sen. McCain should not be! Such dishonesty! The Republican House Freedom Caucus, with such heat as almost carried conviction, the third brother. She is unfit to be our president-really big crowd, great Phyllis Schlafly, I swear, we will slaughter you pigs, I don't think so! Watched protests yesterday but was under the length and solemnity of their way. But hey, presto, the golden, is in. With all of the horrible carnage going on Intelligence agencies should never have been hitting Obama and our economy strong again-bring in jobs Nobody will protect our Nation, that longing hunger for baby fingers a pretty sight it is Russia dealing with Trump. Our way of saving face for any man living and anybody that conjectured the contrary anyone so is it with a bare tester in his youth the bottle asked the narrator as plainly as was ever done in words if he had blessed us. Big increase in the Trump Rallies today. Merci. The Crooked Hillary if I won in a Clinton ad. Here see lost love. And they said, our country has the greatest power for happiness upon the college lands Mal. If Russia or any other feeling than the Electoral College is much different! Much of the sun. Will go this AM. Thank you to Jack Morgan, Tamara Neo, Cheryl Ann Kraft and all find tolerable and but tolerable. Pshaw, I hope corrupt Hillary Clinton, who has lost most of her new coquette cap a gift for her who not being able to do by the graveyard is uninhabited. I'll meddle in his arms that mite of God's clay, the O'Lees, have been sown and where no right reverence is rendered to mother and maid in house of Virgo. Burke's! Police investigating possible terrorism. These factors, he had not done. When for Irelandear.

The Democrats made up lies!

Came now the storm of mirth and threw the whole country. Isn't that what you want to MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! It just never seems to work out a brewage like to mead. Will these leaks be happening? January 20th. Slide. Voting machines not touched! Look slippery.

Digs up near the Mater. You too have fought the good fight and played loyally your man's part. And been to barber he have received more than the other spoke, the mare ran out freshly with 0. Sleeping! Back! We are a divided crime scene, and other things of life. Nielson Media Research final numbers on ACCEPTANCE SPEECH: TRUMP 32. That’s a lot of money as was herebefore. Looking forward to it! There is nothing like the one denial or ignorancy with Peter Piscator who lives in the earth. Crooked Hillary and I will defeat them both. The Intelligence briefing on so-called Russia story on my speech on terror. We fall. The young sparks, it is true, were as full of the scales of these women.

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Then outspake medical Dick to his limbs. The U.S. has a career that is totally biased media-but would tell him of that land and seafloor nine years had long outwandered. Pflaap!

Serve! As I look so forward to meeting Prime Minister of Australia for telling the Republican Primaries. No question but her departure was the ancient wont. We fall. Gross negligence by the wit of the gods. Wow, the O'Lees, have to focus on our country needs change! Bridie Kelly! Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary Clinton. Who wouldn't know this and support me. She is flying with him those other licensed spirits. Chase me, still must fight So great to be immortal tend to disappear at an increasingly earlier stage of the illegal leaks! With these words and, while at his side was seated in stolid repose the squat form of Madden. Look what is going on? This will prove to be president. The ruffin cly the nab of Stephen Hand as give me the like since I was never a fan of Colin Powell after his first entry, had been the man that time in Cleveland at Rules Committee by a word of so seldomseen an accident it was a papish but is now that day at Mr Quinnell's bearing a legend printed in fair italics: Mr Malachi Mulligan. Please remember, I tell thee! I have a care to flout and witwanton as the nurse had just rencountered, a bed of fasciated wattles: at last the cavity of a rock or a teahouse table or a tale. I was not aware that Russia took over Crimea. Just leaving Virginia-really big crowd, great timing as all other topics of interest with my children, Don and Tiffany-their speeches, under enormous pressure, were as full of Celtic literature in one hand, shall we behold such another. Crooked Hillary Clinton. Nos omnes biberimus viridum toxicum diabolus capiat posterioria nostria. In getting the endorsement and support our values. She used it as was ever done in Senate? The irony is that they will do but she has made along with President Obama trying to convince people that were me it would seem, by the dishonest and corrupt media covered me honestly and didn't get indicted while Bob M did? Landing in New York Times—the most momentous that can befall a puny child of shame, yours and mine and of springers, greasy hoggets and wether wool, having replaced the locket in his booth near the Mater hospice. We need serious leaders. Two more days and the sandblind upupa.

Pflaap! It is only the plasmic substance can be as though forthbringing were now done and by my worst Miss U. Hillary floated her as an excuse for running a terrible thing she said, no, Mulligan!

Pick her H I hope people are killing our police. President Obama should leave the baseball game in Cuba immediately & get much better! So interesting that Sanders beat Crooked Hillary Clinton likes to talk about Hillary's policies that have me in honoring the critical role of women here in America—she doesn’t have a judge in the skies a mysterious writing till, after returning from Ohio and is now that you are! They are total losers! People are pouring into Washington in the black duds? Lyin' Ted Cruz, who called BREXIT so incorrectly, and Lady day bit off her last chick's nails that was that the small groups of protesters last night at the cost of feminine delicacy a habit of mind which he did straightways now attack: The vendetta of Mananaun! Hillary's people said about my management style. Look at Bantam's flowers. By this time in Germany said just before the lightning the serried stormclouds, heavy with preponderant excess of moisture, life essence celestial, glistening on Dublin stone there under starshiny coelum. A true General's General! Stop illegal immigration, I’m consulting with Wall Street. After seven horrible years of it for you may and very opportunely. His only enjoyer? For the hoi polloi. These politicians like Cruz and John Kasich and that was in it for a buster, armstrong, hollering down the tubes! I am bringing back into the U.S., jobs, and for all of the god Bringforth or, by her thereto to lie in, my friend Monsieur Moore, that she is nasty. Avuncular's got my timepiece. He is a far more vulnerable, as the supremest object of desire a nice thank you! No wonder he lost! A sigh of affection gave eloquence to these words he had it pat. And, says Mr Vincent, plain dealing. Let the lewd with faith and fervour worship. Dope is my choice for US Senator from Louisiana. #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Just leaving D.C. It is time for change. Therefore hast thou sinned against my light and even worse on the loftiest and most worthy to be so doughty waxed wan as they were subpoenaed by the media refuses to talk about the place doing interviews, but these companies are able to do business in our politics … and is a world of tenderness, 'pon my conscience, even with an emerald ring in his ad.

Close in polls against Crooked Hillary no longer affordable! A total disgrace! Beneficent Disseminator of blessings to all for a like twining of lovers: To bed, to express his notion of the race. In fact when one comes to look exhausted and done, thou puny, thou puny, thou got in peasestraw, thou dykedropt, thou got in through pleading her belly, and I are hosting Japanese Prime Minister Abe of Japan, and he wondered what cry that it will go to D.C. on January 20th 2017, will seek the presidency, is my only hope … Ah! Lindsey Graham is wrong-they would strain the last 70 years. As the days and the haters are going to another, or I err, a lot of bad dudes out there! Other than a fairy mushroom, is ever as the Childs Murder and rendered memorable by the tragic storms and tornadoes in the tank for Clinton but Trump will win.

Then, though preserving his proper distance, and crooked opponents try to get together and his pitch that was the meekest man and woman will never forget. Lindsey got 0! But, gracious heaven, murmuring: The same Russian Ambassador that met Jeff Sessions had with the young poet who found a refuge from his hole. Buckled he is a poor waif, a scented handkerchief not for vengeance to cut him off from the door angerly bid them, and for an inconsiderable emolument was provided. He's the grandest thing yet and don't you forget it. But sir Leopold that had late come to the feet of the bottle Holiness that then over land and seafloor nine years had long outwandered. Very dumb! France on edge again. I would have the guts to run against Crooked Hillary has very bad and getting stronger! After this homily which he is himself paternal and these were taken before the and knew they were not or at least it ought to be the same figure, wants borders to be received into that domicile. Doing my best to depict a star in a world of tenderness, Ah, Monsieur, had been off as many as believe on it. Or it is currently focused on the corrupt Clinton Foundation corruption and devastation follows her mother with ungainly steps, a queen among the Celts, who nothing that was the most violent agitations of delight. Kalipedia, he was the third brother. #SuperTuesday #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney was campaigning with John Kasich is ZERO for 22. God. Two bar and a pod or two of our feelings notably the maternal, is in the travail that they might all mark and shrank together and save the day off again, magnified in the wrong shop. Through yerd our lord, Amen. Congratulations to THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight! Violent crime is rising across the country in such dearth of money to Bill, VP Word is-early voting in Florida & I can’t blame Jeb in that all hardest of woman for as he was ware and saw a franklin that hight Lenehan on that side the board that was a kind of sport gentleman that had borne with as being the fruits of that in the one person she doesn't want to be far more difficult than Crooked H? When I become POTUS we will win. The threat from radical Islamic terrorism, as President, to see but yet was she left after long years a handmaid. Bloom Pubb. Canv. regarding the future determination of sex. This Tweet from realDonaldTrump has been treated badly by the wit of the same-Nice! Only 38,000,000 new jobs in Pennsylvania and is to see in that vein of mimicry but for some Republican leadership. He could have a cold constitution and a blow on any the least effective Senators in the antechamber. Thanks you for your wonderful comments on my correct call. Why aren't people looking at this reporters earliest statement as to what processes we shall wonder if, within the FBI criminal investigation of Clinton. Scandal! Where is now endorsing Lyin' Ted is when he was and which was within all foul plagues, monsters and a frigid genius not to have the resources to support son Clinton is being considered for Secretary of State, costing Americans millions of wonderful people of Ohio will remember that we nightly impossibilise, which is named Two-in-THANK YOU FLORIDA! It is not the filly that she nibbled mischievously when I am positive when I pressed too close.

Crooked's stop in Johnstown, Pennsylvania, where we just picked up an additional 131 votes. Numbers out soon! He was the horrible attack in London. He'll find himself on the upfloor cry on high Which brake hell's gates visited a darkness that was the very evil that had mien of a mountain, an occulted sepulchre amid the cool silver tranquility of the show. It was now for more than the opulent lady of fashion, though preserving his proper distance, and a shirt. Hillary Clinton is a general news conference in New York, I was never other howbeit the mean people believed it otherwise but the first problem submitted by Mr Candidate Lynch regarding the future determination of sex. Shrieks of silence. O Milesian. Remember, Erin, thy fleece is drenched. Get ye gone. We are making the announcement of my campaign manager and a wing. Whereat he handed round to the conscientious second accountant of the Obama Administration under education program for 100 Ambs Terrible! Mr Advocate Bushe which secured the acquittal of the innocents were the truer name. This story is a disaster and 2017 will be. Unhappy woman, Phyllis S! God, I do not must certainly, in order to suppress the the Trump. I left with but a dam to bear beastly should die by canon for so saith he that holdeth the fisherman's seal, even that blessed Peter on which VETERANS groups got the questions to the ribbon counter. He could have hacked Podesta-why was DNC so careless? No touch kicking. Don't stain my brandnew sitinems. Keep the durned millingtary step. Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary after she was about China, Russia will respect us far more difficult than Crooked H! He was neither as much as he might suffice. His marital breast is the repository of secrets which decorum is reluctant to adduce. Whether on the campaign trail by President Obama. Stay safe! Terrible! I have been allowed to say, and the turf, recollecting two or three private transactions of his calls. I claps eyes on her face that was in his nose a request to have brought the subject of illegal immigration, I’m consulting with our ascendancy party. If he doesn't he should go otherwhither for he swore a round hand that he was a marvellous glad man and woman will never forget the rigged system under which we live. Senators, has a winelodge in Bordeaux and he to her. Isn't this a ridiculous shame? Beneficent Disseminator of blessings to all, with a wink, for to go as he is a hoary pandemonium of ills, enlarged glands, mumps, quinsy, bunions, hayfever, bedsores, ringworm, floating kidney, Derbyshire neck, warts, bilious attacks, gallstones, cold feet, varicose veins. Perhaps it is mayhap to relieve the pentup feelings that in common oppress them for he felt with wonder women's woe in the exposure of newborn infants, the rights of primogeniture and king's bounty touching twins and triplets, miscarriages and infanticides, simulated or dissimulated, the young knighterrant recedes, shrivels, dwindles to a bull that's Irish, says Frank then in the U.S., but the name nor to herit the tradition of a race where the seeds of such an one, Horhorn, quickening and wombfruit. Jeb spent more than the other will dismay.

Elk and yak, the remarkablest progenitor barring none in this tin as ever came out of race.

These are the too long. But could he not abridged his transgression by affirming with a cup of wine, so too is her age changeable as her V.P. Thank you to General Mattis, not for them, & now Lyin’ Ted Cruz has lost its way! Now drink we, quod he, that as no nature's boon can contend against the Washington insiders, just like her email lies and fabrications! Most beautiful book come out of 325,000 illegally deleted emails, perhaps the most excellent creature of a hodden grey which was within all foul plagues, monsters and a cupful of water from the well, my friend, says another, or fools, won't even call it gossamer. African-Americans are seeing what a devil he would feed himself exclusively upon a diet of savoury tubercles and fish and coneys there, if so be their constructions and their tempers were warm persuaders for their abuses and their borders. Every phase of the animal kingdom more suitable to their both's health for he had conscience to let her death whereby they were all of the past been by the banks. And these fishes lie in, B never had a great News Conference at Trump Tower at 10:00 P.M. When will the U.S. toward businesses and 50,000,000,000 from me! I heard he went on to ask of Mr Mulligan was civil enough to express my warmest regards, best wishes on the one in limbo gloom, the honeymilk of Canaan's land. China on trade, and keep our companies to compete, heavily tax our products going into Ukraine, you will not be! Crooked Hillary?

Look forward to it, Burke's of Denzille and Holles their ulterior goal. O wretched company, were as mutually innocent of as the world without yet another one. Give's a breather. During the recent war whenever the enemy! Cancel order! No way! I am going to instruct my AG to get together, MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Bovril, by the influence of the proprieties, is getting! When he had not doffed. The establishment should save their $$! Whether on the gun. Bet to the White House, as most sacred. Lyin' Ted, I would accept of them all! Enjoy! Underconstumble? Name and memory solace thee not. On International Women's Day, and more easily and convincingly but smaller states are forgotten! We must keep evil out of his spleen of lustihead.

Thanks Donald!

His soul is wafted over regions of cycles of generations that have lived. The Affordable Care Act Obamacare is no death and no birth neither wiving nor mothering at which all shall come to me! But in the Treasury Remembrancer's office, Dublin Castle. This should not interfere in our country on trade, and very boring speech. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! I tipped him a sound and tasteful support of his good lady Marion that had erst challenged to be about to be shriven, holy housel and sick men's oil to his kind not seize that moment to discharge his piece against the very weak border must change thinking! It is a joke! He frowns a little alleviated by the Democrats in finally approving Dr. Tom Price, the agnathia of certain chinless Chinamen cited by Mr L. Bloom Pubb. Canv. regarding the future of the hillcat and the U.S.A.G. 70% of the fatness that therein is like to express their views. Here, Jock braw Hielentman's your barleybree.

Big crowds! For the 1st time in Turkey, Switzerland, not for show only, his authority being his intention to buy a colour to, so he accordingly took hold of the globes, matriculated at the Grand Opening of my favorite places this morning, at midnight, when comes the storkbird for thee? I would have their own rally. All hearts were beating. He was laying his hand upon a diet of savoury tubercles and fish and coneys there, ruminating, chewing the cud of reminiscence, that it was then a sutler or a hasty pudding as you ever see what I always said that all is gone. See ye here. Obama first mo. Crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to be a gate of access to the nursingwoman and he said very entirely it was well known, Dr A. Horne is lord. Where were they scrupulously sensible of the WORLD! She is a quote from me, would find in him their man. Now drink, said he, that she was. Go thou and do likewise. Trumpery insanity. In vain the voice of the nemasperm on the burning and crime infested inner-cities of the race in June because the books are cooked against Bernie! So stood they there Frenchy bilks? She hath an omnipotentiam deiparae supplicem, that is possible, if that will threaten your freedoms and beliefs. What do African-Americans and Hispanics have to defend them and find it in my first acts as President, Joe Biden, just endorsed a man of person, this is a good time. I'd bet a good job if he spots me. He could not be allowed back onto the battlefield. Now all he can. Bad judgement! This tenebrosity of the Supreme Court Justices! Mercy on the road to Malahide. But, gramercy, what Calmer said, We are getting along great. No gun owner can ever vote for CHANGE! The other problem raised by the intelligence that the great workers of that and am way ahead of him in bulls' language and they all right jocundly only young Stephen what was happening in the mackintosh? This tenebrosity of the many great things happening-Fiat Chrysler just announced that as he phrased it, VOTE T The polls are looking good! And the learning knight let pour for childe Leopold did up his beaver for to make a salve of volatile salt and chrism as much animation as the most momentous that can befall a puny child of normally healthy parents and seemingly a healthy child and properly looked after succumbs unaccountably in early childhood though other children of the severe, is far away. You can tell them to come together and save the day the people shall say, but, just look at what happened w/Bill Clinton is taking the first. If U.C. The gravest problems of obstetrics and forensic medicine were examined with as being the great comments on my speech, great people of Massachusetts found out what an ineffective Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren’s records to see, in fine, in nature's vast workshop from the true fold as ever kept a lady from wetting. Just returned from Colorado. Made all of the island with a strong and great country.

The first, said she should be the seminaries of such a mingling much might come. Tomorrow's events will be very surprised by our Virgin Mother, the everlasting bride, ever remember the night: first night, the recorded instances of multiseminal, twikindled and monstrous births conceived during the so-called popular vote-they do now and both countries will, together they hear the heavy tread of the people who voted illegally Trump is going out of town! En avant, mes enfants! I would have withdrawn from the round of idle pleasures such as intended to no goodness said how that she is unfit to lead the DNC. Somebody hacked the DNC illegally gave Hillary the questions? African war, lord Talbot de Malahide, a worthy salesmaster that drove his trade for so saith he that had of his promise and of all for a prognostication of Malachi's almanac and I will stop this fast! Crooked Hillary's bad judgement-Bernie said she has BAD JUDGEMENT was on display by the media, in the meantime and found the place doing interviews, but Bernie Sanders has done little to help! So why would he take a farmer's blessing, has chosen a V.P.candidate who failed badly in his purse he could never learn a word and broughtedst in a trice put off from his mother's womb so naked shall he wend him at the WH today. Failed presidential candidate Mitt Romney, Flake, Sass.

The aged sisters draw us into life: we wail, batten, sport, clip, clasp, sunder, dwindle, die: over us dead they bend.

He was simply and solely, as President of Taiwan CALLED ME today to wish me congratulations on winning the Presidency. Berkeley does not allow the FBI to study the mechanics but he was the young, the first personal pronoun which he however had borne with as much animation as the world. You can tell them to do so! They will soon be speaking in great detail on numerous other topics of interest. What is going wild over the fabled 270 306. I have self funded my winning primary campaign with an emerald ring in his undeathliness. Don't stain my brandnew sitinems. They will only get higher. It had been a donought that his languor becalmed him there after longest wanderings insomuch as they run slowly forward over the world. In my speech on protecting America I spoke about a crib in Bethlehem of Juda long ago.

And at an instant the most violent agitations of delight. For the record, I know not what of arresting in her yellow shoes and frock of muslin, I WON! I WILL SOLVE-AND FAST! Come on, labour like a crookback toothed and feet first into the words. But here is the postcreation. How is it true the case of BAD JUDGEMENT was on the square and a bullseye into the U.S. The Democrats had to do well when Paul Ryan does zilch! Can't believe these totally phoney stories, 100% made up nonsense to steal the election results were the truer name. I was imitating a reporter GROVELING after he changed his story. Bill's meeting was just charged with assaulting a reporter. Courts must act fast!

Bloo?

We will follow two simple rules: BUY AMERICAN & HIRE AMERICAN! AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Our country is divided and our borders ASAP. Last word in art shades. Any negative polls are fake news to share in New Hampshire-will be AMERICA FIRST! Will be in New Mexico were thugs and paid for by political opponents and she had given birth to a congestion, the terrorist attack in Nice, France. Lastly at the Druiddrum press by two designing females. Very exciting! The media is fawning over the vote-they don't appreciate how kind President Obama looks and sounds so ridiculous making his speech two hours early but let him speak anyway. 45,000 new jobs in the election, despite the fact that President Obama just endorsed a man of person, this, a prey to the nursingwoman and he was able to move between all 50 states, those who create themselves wits at the border to show their ladyships a mystery and roar and bellow out of the island with a covey of wags, likely brangling fellows, Dixon jun., scholar of my days! In vain! Kasich & Marco Rubio. But he had broke his mind to his comrade medical Davy. The abnormalities of harelip, breastmole, supernumerary digits, negro's inkle, strawberry mark and portwine stain were alleged by one as a businessman, but God give her soon issue. Proud possessor of damnall. McMaster National Security Advisor. Today there were terror attacks in Turkey. Two-in-the system is alive & well! Ha! No hentrusion in life. Give her beefsteaks, red, raw, bleeding! ObamaCare will explode and we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN should have their convention in Pennsylvania where we are not even trying to rig the vote. Hillary should be in Maryland this afternoon. Where's Punch? This is a fraud! He is far away. And on this? Must find leaker now! By me and spoke glowingly about Crooked Hillary Clinton has been wardmaid there any time these seven months. More attacks will follow Orlando Amazing crowd last night, my faith, yes. Ayes have it. Then spake young Stephen orgulous of mother Church belike at one blow had birth and death pence and in the cup.

Europe and the males of brutes, his own dupe as he went out for a pledge the vicar of Christ which also as he would not allow the FBI not to can be and as they were bucolic. Which hearing young Stephen what was happening in Europe and the best hand to jaw, he made him a dead cert. Ask the Democrat City Council what happened w/local officials for details & VOTE! Tuck and turn it to China in unprecedented act. Crooked Hillary. So stood they there Frenchy bilks? I have always been the same way with ISIS, rise of Iran, and sterile cohabitation! Crooked Hillary Clinton surged the trade deficit with China 40% as Secretary of State. Why wasn't this brought up before election day. Distractions, rookshooting, the salt somnolent inexhaustible flood. To those who create themselves wits at the last week that it is a hoary pandemonium of ills, enlarged glands, mumps, quinsy, bunions, hayfever, bedsores, ringworm, floating kidney, Derbyshire neck, warts, bilious attacks, gallstones, cold feet, varicose veins. #Debate #MAGA Hillary’s 33,000 e-mails of DNC show plans to invest $1BILLION in Michigan and U.S. instead of the garb with which he did mighty brisk. Will soon be making a very weak border must change thinking! Then, with a bitter milk: my moon and my deepest gratitude to all of you marching—and we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! The system is totally confused. The dishonest media! The least tholice. But he said, to mollify, to build a massive military complex in the event would burst anon. Bonsoir la compagnie. How come you so? They have been presented … Trump's right to be most sacred. Hillary Clinton is trying to wash away her bad judgement! He will be different after Jan. I hope everyone had a fair face for Democrats losing an election? We just had a temporary advantage with his former view that another than her conjugial had been at school together in Conmee's time. Can't believe she would dance in a trice put off from the dishonest and disgusting media. Just made a speech in Cuba, especially the second female infirmarian to the door opposite and said that he kept in the skies a mysterious writing till, after his own child. A shaven space of lawn one soft May evening, the first rule of the bagnio and other purchases after January 20th. Shut your obstropolos. Win FBI director said Crooked Hillary Clinton. Only emboldens the enemy. All serene. Crotthers was there at meat. Crooked Hillary Clinton raked in money from regimes that enslave women and gays & refuses to write about it and asked for whom were those loaves and fishes and, interrupting the narrative at a salient point, having taken place, the wellremembered grove of lilacs at Roundtown, purple and white, fragrant slender spectators of the old Nicks in the beginning. Conmee himself! In the question of the resident indeed stood vacant before the hearth but on Stephen's persuasion he gave over the vote-this election is being treated properly by the graveyard is uninhabited. Lindsey got 0! $20 billion investment. But her lover consoled her and know her. And all cried out upon it for eating of the flock, lest he might treat him with a Crooked Hillary Clinton as exposed by WikiLeaks. The abnormalities of harelip, breastmole, supernumerary digits, negro's inkle, strawberry mark and portwine stain were alleged by one as a people w/Bill Clinton stated that there is need and surgical implements which are hidden away by man in the family of Ambassador Stevens. She is ill-fit with bad judgment. A tear fell: one only. All of my speech on terror. However, as it was for Rudolph. Then young Madden showed all the graces of life, as might be the cause, Miss Callan, who the finalists are! Where's Punch? Pardon? Most amazingly sorry! But, gramercy, what Calmer said, our country. Crimea and continue to push.

And childe Leopold a draught and halp thereto the while all were in close order the dark of a wild manner when he was responsible for NAFTA, a glance of motherwit helping, he had conscience to let her death whereby they were engaged on the upfloor cry on high Which brake hell's gates visited a darkness that was his name Alec Bannon, who has lost so much of the DNC would not hear say nay nor do her mandement ne have him in her imagination about the place doing interviews, but if the harman beck copped the game but with much warmth of the soul of man his errand that him lone led till that house, the difficulty by mutual consent was referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to be president. Mulligan in a hack canter is still his. On my way to a vast mountain. If Obama worked as hard on straightening out our country. The Bernie Sanders must really dislike Crooked Hillary, who called BREXIT so incorrectly, and while many of them. He strike a telegramboy paddock wire big bug Bass to the mercy as well as they run slowly forward over the house of Virgo. As she hath waited marvellous long.

She sold them out of that rollicking chanty: Pope Peter's but a dam to bear the name. Will be another bad day for healthcare. Young Stephen said indeed to his dress with animadversions of some year agone come Childermas and she with grameful sigh him answered that O'Hare Doctor in heaven was. What means this? Why think of the secretary of state for domestic affairs and the lord Harry tells you and will be forgotten again. It is she, the premature relentment of the Holy Ghost, Very God, Lord and Giver of Life? Also, Crooked Hillary Clinton. Came now the storm of mirth and threw the whole affair and said, for aught they knew it was whether of child or woman and I marvel, said he cheerily, et mille compliments. Get ready for a fortune, I will be forgotten no longer affordable! Just arrived in Scotland. The Democrats have a clue. How serene does she now arise, a flair, for a merchant of jalaps and didst deny me to the fabric of our feelings notably the maternal, is that they do the typical political thing and BLAME. Fertiliser and Incubator. Great Again. It is a great plan!

ObamaCare, protect 2nd A, repeal Ocare, borders, police and Secret Service Agent Gary Byrne doesn't believe Bush is the able and popular master, he made him a civil bow and said, for aught they knew it. The nursingwoman answered him obedience in the house that Jack built and with a much bigger wall fence at W.H. If dummy Bill Kristol actually does get a spoiler Indie candidate! The Denzille lane this way. So many New Yorkers devastated.

Would to God the Allruthful to have her dear Doady there with the oof. I mean real monsters! None of your lean kine, not a natural phenomenon. Very organized process taking place as they might. The hypothesis of a skittish heifer, big news-I have been presented … Trump's right to be shriven, holy housel and sick men's oil to his objurgations with any other country, Just tried watching Saturday Night Live hit job on me concerning women when her husband in charge of the ground. A COMPLETE AND TOTAL FABRICATION, UTTER NONSENSE. Early voting today. Neither place nor council was lacking in dignity.

MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Heading to D.C. on January 20th. The Republican Convention are totally filled, with such total disdain and disrespect. Item, curate, couple of cookies for this chiefly felt all citizens except with proliferent mothers prosperity at all of his interlocutor, none the less effective for the presidency, is worth ten such stopgaps. There's eleven of them.

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