#I really wanted to find the last 2000 yen bill without looking it up but I was Struggling

[kirby-the-gorb]

[xmyshya]

Pvssy murdered on the Orgasm Express

summary: MSBY takes a night train to Tokyo for a match, but Atsumu has better ideas than sleeping. genre: crack, smut warnings: semi-public sex, unprotected sex, MINORS DNI betas: @vanille–kiss​ I love you birdie so much, you help me a lot and I'm forever grateful to you a/n: Fic is part of the HQHQ Server Collab with a prompt "Public sex/Chikan"! You can find the masterlist here wc: 1.6k

[Freeze frame] You open the door of your tiny room in a sleeping train compartment, only to be met with intense gazes of Bokuto and Hinata. Your hair is a mess, your clothes are disheveled, but the man stretching behind you looks flawless with his flowy blond hair and a lazy smirk. It’s painfully obvious what you’ve been doing.

[Record scratch] Yep, that’s me. You’re probably wondering how I got in this mess. Buckle up.

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It’s going to be a long ride. You can’t recall the last time you travelled by public transportation and neither do MSBY boys, yet here you all are, on the way from Osaka to Tokyo. There’s an important game tomorrow, and the team's bus had the audacity to break down yesterday. Luckily, management splurged a little on a sleeping train car for the team, which means getting at least some rest.

This is the longest section, 6-hour train ride after the last transfer in Yamashina Eki. It’s nearing midnight, so you instruct the men to split between the rooms and get some rest before another change. They oblige without objections, shuffling into their segments, and soon the compartment falls silent.

It’s way past your usual bedtime, and now that adrenaline rush is over, exhaustion washes over you. The bed looks really inviting, especially with your boyfriend, Miya Atsumu, in it. He’s waiting with his arms open, prompting you with his hands to join in. So you do, laying down with your back pressed against his chest, his warm embrace making you relax with a content sigh.

“G’night, ‘Tsumu.”

You mumble through your sleepy haze, but instead of an answer, you’re met with a gentle rocking of his hips behind you and grinding of a growing erection against your ass. His breath is hot on the nape of your neck.

“I said good night, ‘Tsumu.”

“Heard ya the first time.”

His ministrations don’t stop though; it’s the opposite, actually. His hand finds its way under your shirt, calloused fingers gliding along the skin of your stomach in small circles, while he leaves open-mouthed kisses on your shoulder. You’re trying hard not to give in, firstly, because you don’t want to give him satisfaction, and secondly, because you actually intended to get some rest.

But when Atsumu’s teeth graze the sensitive skin you can’t help but let out a quiet gasp, and you can feel his lips curl into a smirk. Of course he knows your body way too well. His palm moves up in a slow motion, until it reaches your breasts; he gives one of them a gentle squeeze and brushes his thumb against a hardened nipple.

The blond’s lips move up your neck, biting, sucking, and licking, leaving red and purple marks on its way. His fingers play with the bud, rolling it and circling at the same pace as the languid movement of his clothed cock against your butt. It drives you crazy, but it’s not enough.

You place one leg over his; his thigh is now pressed to your covered pussy and you shamelessly roll your hips in search of some friction.

“Are ya this turned on already, Princess?”

His voice is low, husky, and sends a heated shiver down your spine. God, you think, how can someone be so annoying and so hot at the same time? He pinches your nipple and you moan his name, in response his chuckle rumbles through his chest. He loves how sensitive you are, he loves how his touch makes you pliant and needy.

“‘Tsumu, touch me.”

“I am touchin’ ya.”

Of course he knows what you mean. But he would lie if he said it doesn’t turn him on when you’re asking for things. When you’re demanding things. Another pinch on your bud and you jerk your hips at his cock.

“Finger me. Now.”

His erection twitches in his pants, and he’s dying to rip them off and just bury himself balls deep inside of you, but first, he has to oblige. Atsumu gives your breast last squeeze before trailing down. He draws his knee up opening you for his touch, and slides a finger along your covered slit.

“God, you’re soaked.” He half whispered, half groaned.

“Atsumu…”

He pushes your panties to the side and slips one finger between your folds. He pumps it in and out of your cunt, thumb massaging your already swollen clit. One of your hands disappears under your top, and through the thin fabric he can see you playing with your tits. His cock twitches again, and he pushes another finger in.

Atsumu picks up his pace, curling his fingers to make sure to brush against that spongy spot on your wall, that makes you clench so tight. You can feel the heat blooming in your abdomen, your boyfriend’s digits sliding and scissoring against your fluttering walls, as his thumb draws circles on your nub.

You come with loud moans of his name, screaming “Atsumu, fuck me” over and over again. And it’s all he needs to let go of his inhibitions, rolling you on your stomach and hovering over you.

He pulls your panties off and spreads your legs, kneeling in between them. Finally, he frees his already leaking cock, and it slaps against his abdomen.

“Lift yer ass a little, Princess.”

Calloused fingers dig into your hips as he helps you get in the position. The angle is low and uncomfortable, but works well with the moving and rocking train. Atsumu leans on one hand to your side, aiming his cock with the other. He glides inside in one swift motion, stretching you so deliciously, tip kissing your cervix.

“Move, please!”

The man shifts to all fours, and pulls back almost entirely before slamming his hips into yours. He does it again, and again, retracting slowly, letting you feel each vein of his cock, to thrust back in with enough force to push you forward on the sheets.

Atsumu rolls his hips in a circular motion, reaching deep and the angle allows him to drag his head along the g-spot repeatedly. He knows the pace is too slow to push you off the edge, but you still squeeze him tight with every brush on your spongy spot.

“Fuck, ya feel s’good. You… yer doing so well.”

He hisses through clenched teeth, praise sending a wave of pleasure through your body.

“‘Tsumu, faster.”

Your pleas are always his weakness, how could he say no to his little Princess when you’re asking him like that? He’s quickening his pace gradually, pushing out a moan after a moan from your throat. God, you sound so, so good.

“Babe, ‘m close.”

He groans as he reaches his hand between your thighs, the sudden rub on your clit makes your walls spasm and cry out his name.

“Baby, cum for… cum for me.”

The way Atsumu moans out those words drives you insane, his brutal rutting and relentless circling on your bud makes your orgasm hit you like a train. Your cries fill the whole room, and with the way your cunt clenches frantically around his cock, he can’t hold back either. He fills you with his milky release, as he rides you both down from your highs.

“Do we have wet wipes?”

The faux blonde mumbles against your shoulder blade, receiving only a hum as an answer.

“That good, huh?” he mutters as he hears your simple response, reaching into your bag to collect them.

“‘Tsum, gotta go to the bathroom.”

He cleans you and himself with damp tissues, and then helps you put on some clothes so you could leave the room. Atsumu snickers at your troubles with standing up, and you slap his chest for looking too proud about it. After a moment you’re able to take a few steps towards the door, and the man manages to pull up his boxers a moment before you slide it open.

Terror and embarrassment creep up on your features when you’re suddenly face to face with both Bokuto and Hinata, the former slapping something into the hand of his teammate.

Bonus scene:

Bokuto wakes up from his bladder being painfully full. He won’t be able to hold it in for another minute, so he taps his foot in darkness in search of his shoes. Still half asleep, he slides them on and waddles through the whole way to the toilet. It’s on the other end of the car, right behind your and Tsum Tsum’s room.

At first he doesn’t register the sounds, but as he reaches your door, the voices become clear. Moans. You two are having sex. And good sex at that. If Bokuto opened the door, he’d see you with your face buried in the pillow and ass up, and Atsumu railing you from behind.

But he doesn’t open the door. His first instinct is to run back to his room and disrupt the slumber of his mate.

“Chibi-chan! Wake up!”

The other man mumbles and turns to the other side, but Bokuto doesn’t get discouraged.

“Hey! Shoyo! You gotta hear this!”

With this Hinata sits up and rubs his eyes, but his friend already pulls him out of bed and into the hall.

“Bokuto-san, where-”

“Shhhh!”

And then he hears it. Your voices calling each others’ names.

“Who do you think is on top?” The taller man asks.

“Atsumu-san for sure.”

“I bet…” Bokuto searches his pockets and pulls out some bills. “2000 yen that it’s Y/N. If she comes out with nice hair, she was on top.”

Just as Hinata cheerfully declares “deal!”, the door slides open and they’re standing face to face with you. With messy hair. Behind you Atsumu is stretching looking as flawless as ever. Bokuto quickly slaps the money in Hinata’s hand.

[thewitchandthebeasthimself]

The Witch and The Beast Himself: Chapter 5

A few hours before my and Shizuo’s date, I got myself prepared by washing my face and putting on light makeup, putting on a light blue skater dress, black leggings that stop past the knee, and black flats. I brushed my hair and let it down.

This’ll work, I thought. It's dressy without being TOO dressy.

I stepped out of my apartment, locked the door behind me, then walked down the street to find a phone store so that I could have my number changed.

After finishing with that I went to my new job and met with the owner. He gave me a couple of uniforms and a passcode so that I could clock in and be properly dressed for work tomorrow.

I headed back up to my apartment and sat on the steps, texting Shizuo to let him know I changed my number and that I was ready for our date.

  [Good, I can't wait to see you. Where do you want me to pick you up?]

  [I'm sitting outside of my apartment so I'll wait for you there.]

  [Alright, I'm heading there now. See you in a few.]

My heart leaped at his last text. I'm so excited for it I could scream. But i definitely needed to keep my cool.

I spotted him walking down the street towards me. I stood up, waved at him, then walked over to meet him halfway. He wore a white dress shirt with sleeves that stopped at his elbows, black dress pants, and his sunglasses. His familiar and calming energy had a sense of excitement.

When we met up he embraced me then kissed me on top of my head.

“You look beautiful, (your name).” He said, showing off a warm smile and playing with my hair a little as he pulled away from the embrace.

I became flustered and managed to say, “Thank you, so do you.”

“I look beautiful?” he raised a brow.

“Yes, yes you do,” I tapped him playfully on the arm.

He laughed at my dumb compliment. “Well thank you, you're the first woman to ever call me beautiful back. So, you ready to go?” he asked.

“Yep, let's go.” I hooked my arm onto his and walked down the street with him to downtown Ikebukuro. He pulled out a cigarette to smoke.

“Are you actually liking it here so far?” he asked along the way. He pulled a lighter out of his pocket, lit the cigarette and put the pack and his lighter back in his pocket.

“Yeah, I finally got my apartment set up, some food in my cabinets thanks to my friends, and I'll be starting my new job tomorrow.”

“Where are you gonna be working at?”

“The little coffee shop over that way.” I point to the street on our left.

“Oh really? Looks like I'll be seeing you more often than I thought.”

“Why's that?”

“My employer and I stop in there almost everyday to talk and enjoy some coffee.”

“Oh cool! Umm by the way, you never told me what you did for a living.” I said.

“I work as bodyguard for my high school friend Tom Tanaka. He's a debt collector that attempts to collect money from some of the shadiest people in Ikebukuro. If they don't pay up, then I bust them up until they do.” he said. We stopped at an intersection waiting for our turn to walk.

“Heh, that does sound like a perfect job for you.” I said. The signal for us to walk across lit up so we began walking across the street.

“Yep, I don't have to try to control my anger. Some usually pay up at the sight of me while others get what's coming to them.”

I suddenly felt the energy of a car speeding towards us even though we had the right of way.

“Look out!” I pushed Shizuo back then jumped out of the way with him. The man in the red car slammed on his brakes then screeched to a stop halfway on the sidewalk beside us. Pedestrians stopped to observe the scene.

“Urrrghhh,” I felt Shizuo’s uncontrollable angry energy rise within him as he snapped his cigarette between his fingers, dropped it, rubbed it into the ground with the toe of his shoe and stomped towards the car.

“Hey asshole! Who the hell do you think you are?! We had the right of way! Were you not paying attention?!” He picked up the front of the vehicle over his head and shook it violently, frightening the man inside. I ran up to him, grabbed his arm and started yanking him away.

“Shizuo, it's okay, nobody’s hurt, let's go!”

He continued shaking it for a second until he looked at me.

“Shit, sorry.” he set the car down. His energy began fading into an embarrassed and annoyed sensation. He looked at the guy in the car and said, “You're lucky you didn't hurt anyone. Watch where you're going.” he turned around and walked away with me to the other side of the intersection. The car sped off in the direction that it was going and the people watching went about their business.

“Goddammit I hate assholes that don't know how to drive.” He pulled out and lit another cigarette.

“It's okay, at least nobody got hurt,” I said. “Let’s just focus on having a good time.”

“You're right,” he said, offering a light smile and putting his other hand lightly on my back. As we were walking I took in all of the colorful sights and energies of downtown Ikebukuro.

“Have you heard of Russia Sushi?” he asked as we approached it. I saw Simon standing in front of the restaurant handing out discount flyers to pedestrians walking by.

“Yeah, Kyouhei, Erika, and Walker took me there when I first got here. The food was pretty good.”

“Oh well I guess I can't take you there if you've already been there, can I? There's another little restaurant I like to sit in every now and then called Ghiottone. They serve Italian food; it might be more to your liking.”

“Yeah that sounds great I love italian food!” I said. Simon spoke to us as we walked past.

“Shi-zu-o! Long time no see!” he looked at me then said, “You're with American lady?”

“I'm showing her around the city.” Shizuo replied, he flicked the remaining bit of his cigarette into the road.

“Ohhh like date! You should have date at Russia Sushi! Half off today, good price!” he attempted to hand him a flyer. I became a bit flustered when he said that.

Shizuo smiled slightly and waved the flyer away, “Not today Simon, we'll see you around though.”

“Okay, don't forget about the half off russian sushi! Sushi good for you, yes?” he called out after us as we walked away.

“That guy's a nut sometimes,” Shizuo remarked. We reached Ghiottone and walked up to the door.

“Here it is,” we walked inside the restaurant and were greeted with a mouth watering smell of hot buttery breadsticks, spicy marinara, italian seasoning, and a touch of Japanese culture that made the experience even more satisfying.

“This is so cool!” I said as we picked a table to sit down at. A waitress noticed us and approached our table to take our order. I ordered a glass of Ramune lemonade and the spicy shrimp fettuccini alfredo with a couple of breadsticks. He ordered a glass of shochu sake and a blue crab pasta dish. She assured us that our order would be out shortly then took off to the next table.

“I talked to Shinra yesterday to see when Celty would be back.” he began. “She should be heading back tomorrow. I told Shinra all about you, so he's excited to meet you as well.”

I looked up at him. “That's exciting! But you didn't tell him what I am, did you?”

“What? No! He knows that I rarely ever get the chance to say that I'm going steady with a girl so he's just excited to meet you.”

I smiled and blushed again. Our waitress came out us with our food and set each of our plates in front of us.

I accidently showed that I hadn't eaten much that day by finishing my plate and drink before he did. Once I scarfed my food away, I looked up to find him sipping lightly on his drink and had only eaten half of the food on his plate.

“Oh my god, I ate way too fast, I’m so sorry,” I said in embarrassment.

“For what? You were clearly enjoying the food.”

“Yeah it was the best! Thank you for that. How's yours?”

“It's alright, I order this plate every time I come here. The sake is always good.”

“It doesn't look that bad.” I stared down at his half eaten plate that had a little crab and some pasta left on it.  

We finished with our bill only being around 2000 yen. He paid for both of us then we left for him to show me around the city. He inched his arm even tighter around my waist as we walked.

Around dark and after my constant begging he decided to take me to his apartment to relax for a minute. His apartment was on the other side of town in a tree-shaded building on the 5th floor. He opened the door to bring me into his very clean and organized living room. There was a light scent of cigarette smoke in the air, but I didn’t mind it.

“Your place is really nice!” I said, kicking my flats off at the door.

He smiled, “Thanks, I do try to keep it clean in here.” He kicked his shoes off at the door as well. He took his sunglasses off and set them on a side table beside the door.

“Come here, you.” his energy spiked up in arousal and he pulled me over to his couch. I fell into his lap from being pulled so suddenly but he wraps both of his arms around my waist and begins making out with me. His touch causes me to cling onto him in ecstasy as I hold his head lighlty into my chest while he kisses me up and down my jaw, my neck, my collarbone, then back up to my lips.  I fall so suddenly under his spell and lose myself. The feeling I had felt when we first made out came rushing over me, causing me to tingle and my breath to fluctuate.

“What’s gotten into you all of a sudden?” I said in an aroused and excited tone between breaths and kisses.

“I’ve been watching you the whole time we were out together,” he breathed. “All I could think about is… how badly I want you.”

I tensed up. It had been a while since I actually had sex, and it wasn’t even that great. The guy and I went way too fast and I realized that I didn’t want to be involved with him at all.

Was that where my thing with Shizuo was going? But then again, it couldn’t be all that bad with him. He’s been so sensual, sweet, and caring with me almost ever since we became so involved with each other.

He pulled his face away so his light brown eyes could meet mine. “I’m really sorry if this all too fast for you. I just...” he had some trouble coming up with the right words to say before he said, “I really don’t know what is about you. I really want to explore you.”

“No, it’s okay,” I said. “I haven’t.. I haven’t had sex with anyone since I was 18. It didn’t go that well but it hasn’t ruined my perception of it. I don’t know, I guess...I really… I honestly want to try it with you and see where it goes.”

He raised his brow at me. “Are you sure you’re gonna be okay with it?”

I swallowed. “Yeah. I want it. With you. And,” I got a little red in the face then mustered up some confidence.

No need to be shy now.

“To be honest, I don’t want you to take it easy on me.”

He laughed, “You don’t want that.”

“What makes you think that I don’t?”

“You said you’ve only had sex one time. So asking ME of all people to be rough with you is a bad idea. I might end up breaking you .”

“So? I don’t care anymore. I want it. Now.”

He sighed in a playfully annoyed manner, clearly enjoying our talk. “Alright, I won’t hold back. But you better prepare yourself, you won’t be able to walk after I’m done with you.”

Fucking hell. I pushed my lips onto his, making out with him a little longer before he positioned me to be picked up from under my thighs and carried off into his bedroom.

[investmart007]

WASHINGTON | AP FACT CHECK: Trump on steel mills, clean air, NATO

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WASHINGTON | AP FACT CHECK: Trump on steel mills, clean air, NATO

WASHINGTON — President Donald Trump is seeing steels mills spring up where they aren’t and cleaner air than his government is tracking in its records.

Over the past week, his comment that people need photo IDs to shop in stores displayed a misunderstanding of the marketplace obvious to any average shopper with cash or a credit card. A sampling of comments by Trump and his officials, spanning NATO, the Russia investigation, environmental matters and more:

CLEAN AIR TRUMP, on air quality in the U.S.: “It’s the best it’s ever been.” — Pennsylvania rally Thursday.

THE FACTS: Not true, going by the key measure of air quality. The EPA’s air quality index shows a worsening since 2014, the best year as measured by the number of days with bad air.

For that index, 35 cities reported unhealthy air for a total of 599 days in 2014. That went up to 729 days in 2017, the worst year since 2012 (1,297 days). The index measures ozone and soot. ___

JOBS TRUMP: “U.S. Steel is opening up seven plants.” — remarks Thursday at the Pennsylvania rally. On Tuesday: “Thanks to our tariffs, our steel workers are back on the job, American steel mills are back open for business … U.S. Steel just announced that they’re building six new steel mills.” — Florida rally.

THE FACTS: No, U.S. Steel has not announced six, or seven, new steel mills. A spokeswoman for the Pittsburgh-based company, Meghan Cox, declined to comment on Trump’s claim, only making clear that any “operational changes” such as the opening of new mills would be “publicly announced” and “made available on our website” if it occurred. ___

AUTO SAFETY EPA, citing potential benefits from freezing Obama-era mileage standards: “Increased vehicle affordability leading to increased driving of newer, safer, more efficient and cleaner vehicles. … Over 12,000 fewer crash fatalities over the lifetimes of all vehicles built through model year 2029. Up to 1,000 lives saved annually.” — information sheet released Thursday.

THE FACTS: The claimed safety benefits are unverifiable and probably overstated.

While newer vehicles are safer due to better engineering and safety features such as more air bags, automatic emergency braking and blind spot detection, auto safety experts say the difference between vehicles made 10 years ago and now isn’t that big and the number of lives saved can’t really be calculated. Decade-old vehicles have anti-lock brakes and electronic stability control that stop drivers from losing control, two major safety advances. ___

EPA assistant administrator Bill Wehrum: “We’ll leave the standards at a place where we’re not imposing undue costs on manufacturers.” — news briefing Thursday.

THE FACTS: Insulating U.S. manufacturers is not easy to do. Even if the U.S. freezes its mileage requirements, the European Union, China, Japan and other nations will continue to increase theirs, which already are more stringent. Because most automakers sell vehicles worldwide, they’ll have to develop new technology such as electric cars anyway to satisfy other markets. The U.S. may not get the new technology as quickly as elsewhere. ___

VOTER ID TRUMP: “We believe that only American citizens should vote in American elections, which is why the time has come for voter ID like everything else. If you go out and you want to buy groceries, you need a picture on a card, you need ID. You go out, you want to buy anything, you need ID, you need your picture.” — remarks Tuesday.

THE FACTS: As shoppers know, no photo is required to purchase items at retail stores with cash or to make routine purchases with credit or debit cards.

Identifications are required to purchase limited items such as alcohol, cigarettes or cold medicine and in rapidly declining situations in which a customer opts to pay with a personal check. According to the National Grocers Association’s most recent data, the use of checks as a percentage of total transactions dropped from 33 percent in 2000 to 6 percent in 2015, due in part to the popularity of debit cards, which use PIN codes. The group’s members are independent food retailers, family-owned or privately held, both large and small. ___

WHITE HOUSE PRESS SECRETARY SARAH HUCKABEE SANDERS: “He’s not saying every time he went in; he said when you go to the grocery store.” — press briefing Wednesday. THE FACTS: Actually, Trump did claim, erroneously, that photo IDs are required whenever “you want to buy anything,” not only in limited cases.

Asked when Trump last bought groceries, Sanders responded, “I’m not sure. I’m not sure why that matters, either.” ___

NATO TRUMP: “I went to NATO. And NATO was essentially going out of business ’cause people weren’t paying and it was going down, down, down.” On NATO Secretary General Jens Stoltenberg: “He said we couldn’t collect money until President Trump came along. And he said last year we collected $44 billion. And this year the money is pouring in. … So the bottom line is the NATO countries are now paying a lot more money.” — news conference Monday with Italian Prime Minister Giuseppe Conte.

THE FACTS: Countries don’t pay to be in NATO and don’t owe the organization anything other than contributions to a largely administrative fund that Trump is not talking about. Member countries are not in debt to NATO. Money is “not pouring in” now. Collections have not increased, as he asserted.

Trump’s actual beef is with how much NATO countries spend on their own military budgets.

The Trump administration is not the first to push countries in NATO to spend more on their own armed forces to lessen their dependence on the U.S. In fact, it was in 2014, during the Obama administration, that NATO members agreed to move “toward” spending 2 percent of their gross domestic product on their own defense by 2024.

The somewhat-vague commitment was made as a response to Russia’s actions in Ukraine and its annexation of Crimea. No one expected all allies would immediately move to 2 percent; the increases were to be gradual. ___

VETERANS TRUMP: “We passed the biggest VA reform in half a century, Veteran’s Choice. If our veterans can’t get the care they need from the VA, they will have the right to go see a private doctor.” — remarks Tuesday in Tampa.

THE FACTS: Trump’s suggestion that veterans can get care immediately under the private-sector Veterans Choice program and without restriction is misleading.

Before veterans have the right to see a private doctor, they must meet certain criteria first, such as whether they face an “excessive burden” in receiving care at a Department of Veterans Affairs medical center. Under the current Choice guidelines, veterans also must wait at least 30 days for an appointment at a VA facility before they are eligible to receive care from a private doctor.

TRUMP: “And I used to say before I really was well-versed on the veteran situation in health care, I used to say all the time, ‘Why don’t they just let the folks go to a doctor?’ They’d wait in line for 7 days, 9 days, 14 days, 21 days … I said, ‘Why don’t they just let them go see a local private doctor, pay the bill and take care of it?’ And it’s turned out to be something that the veterans love. And it’s passed. It’s passed.” — remarks Tuesday.

THE FACTS: It’s not clear if veterans love the current Choice program, judging by the wait times. Despite the Choice program’s guarantee of providing appointments within 30 days, a recent report from the Government Accountability Office found that veterans actually waited an average of 51 to 64 days to receive care. A newly expanded Choice program will take at least a year to be implemented. ___

RUSSIA INVESTIGATION TRUMP: “Collusion is not a crime, but that doesn’t matter because there was No Collusion (except by Crooked Hillary and the Democrats)!” — tweet Tuesday.

TRUMP LAWYER RUDY GIULIANI: “I have been sitting here looking in the federal code trying to find collusion as a crime. … Collusion is not a crime.” — remarks Monday on Fox News.

THE FACTS: It is correct to say election collusion isn’t a precise legal term. The U.S. code mostly uses the term “collusion” in antitrust laws to address crimes like price fixing. As it relates to Russia and U.S. elections, the term can be seen as shorthand for plenty of violations of specific laws on the books.

For instance, there could be legal violations if Trump’s presidential campaign is found to have collaborated with Moscow, including a conspiracy to defraud the United States. There are also laws against election fraud, computer hacking, wire fraud and falsifying records, if those apply.

So far, special counsel Robert Mueller has accused the Russians of hacking into Democrats’ computers and stealing emails, as well as trying to stoke U.S. tensions before the 2016 election using social media.

Mueller might decide, for example, that a crime was committed if he finds evidence that an American was involved in the hack of Democrats, either by soliciting it or paying someone to do it. As well, a conspiracy to defraud the United States can be used to refer to any two people using “deceit, craft, or trickery” to interfere with governmental functions, such as an election.

  By HOPE YEN and CALVIN WOODWARD , Associated Press

[nwsuburbanbankruptcy]

Debt Insanity: Can Anyone In Washington Care Trillion Dollars In Debt?

$1 trillion ~ $3,000 per American/$12,000 for a family of 4 $20 trillion ~ $60,000 per American/$240,000 for a family of 4

It is not getting paid backagain. Who’s the money?

$66T -> $198k each person, and $792k per family of 4.

In the event you drain all the IRAs and 401ks, and raid each billionaire’s bank account, there is enough to slip let alone.

Peanuts. We will not enter the $106 Trillion in federal unfunded liability, $27 Trillion in Medicare accountability, $15 Trillion in Social Security liability, etc.. The 20 Trillion in debt could be a whole lot, but include up these figures and you’ve got disaster. I’m not an economist and’m only a rough study somebody can explain what all these figures mean to the United States. However, for me personally numbers are bad numbers. Low amounts are numbers.

I really don’t know, I expect you do not live in Oregon or that may be a issue.

Of course, I’m not an economist

They may arrest you for practicing economics. Which of course is punishment by death.

We may too shoot for the moon, since we are already in debt?

Wait til the bond holders receive a wiff of that mindset. It is like when someone begins running cards up and the card holder operating up odd transactions is seen by the card issuer. In no moment “Declined” seems. China and use local currencies for trade and Russia have their very own version of SWIFT. Others who will believe USD will be shakie will transition from trade in USD and start reducing reservations and liquidate USD.

You debt men have been dogging this dilemma for 70+ years.

Remember Pete Peterson’s ‘hockey stick’?

One day you might be right.

Not even within 25 years.

Can we focus on what is being financed, for a moment?

Why $ for parenthood Trump government.

A little farther down the thread I mentioned the bit about money becoming a proxy for funds, also in this instance, there cannot be enough real funds to repay the debt, and further, with negative interest rates without any sane investor would lend a house and receive a vehicle in yield.

IMO the only explanation is committing since tribute. You lend to the mafia boss at irrational rates since he can do such a wonderful job at keeping your business “safe.”

State Corporatism? State Capitalism?

Plutocracy Militocracy National Socialism wed to Globalism… and in globalism all countries are wed to their own Systemically Important Corporations.

Anyone who isn’t currently preparing to this shit is a moron.

There to Individuals who have some savings allowed assets outside the banking industry

So anyone who prepares better shut the fuck up about it

Hedgeless; He also looks like Rick Moranis or even Woody Allen in this one I vow.

Shalom be upon you.

Short Note. You can Campaign all you need, you need to. But let’s find out how you can utilize Senate Leader to whip up support to your Mandates, and the House Leader to fasten your agenda. About time isn’t it? Leadership. It’s always the Lack or Direction or Planning. Your Populist Mandate was apparent and functions as the Agenda. You’ll be held accountable for implementation, preparation, Execution, and Direction.

Pull your head from your ass.

Warmest Regards

I think it’s cute, you think we will repay the debt. Denial is not a river, we all stiffed France for its AmericanRevolution. Do you think for spending their hard earn grift on different nations american business will endure. Please remember where you are TODAY. The U.S. Chamber of Commerce is fighting against increasing sea levels and climate change, and campaining for cigarette smoking around the globe.

Subject is Debt Insanity: How Does anybody In Washington Even Care That We’re 20 Trillion Dollars In Debt?

My response: For the last 28 years no one has cared. The last 8 years under OBAMA debt improved. WE ARE NOW AT THE POINT OF NO RETURN.

Therefore ��� PARTY NOW AND BE HAPPY. THE MATH NO LONGER WORKS, SO LET THE ‘CB government and gods leaders’ keep piling it on.

For each 1 TRILLION, the DOW goes a 1000 points up. Let’s encourage the elite to heap it on. I would love to observe the DOW at 30,000, so the following 10 trillion of debt would be needed ASAP.  

Awaiting to more deficit spending!

Of course there is hope if you are a Christian. You May Be RAPTURED OFF of the ground before the SHTF!

Debt Insanity: No one cares because we chose the mantle of the British Empire, Central Bank, and World Reserve Currency… that we then become a common Fiat without any limits.

All Empires collapse. The Treasury has been gone from Vietnam US War. Credit Cards came out. Petro Dollar using Military Power to encourage the WRC. Globalism performed under Bill Clinton. All countries now have central bank system common type Fiat, of Europe. Subsequently the Commoditized US inflated most Utilities and Property Taxes & the Prices and Housing.

Economists agree USA wants 200K projects each month to keep up with population increase.

200K X 12 = 2.4 Million Annually 2017 – 2009 = 8 years because collapse 2017 – 1998 = 19 years because Money Multiplier fell below 2.0 2.4 X 8 Years = 19.2 Million New Jobs Required because Obama 2.4 X 19 Years = 45.6 Million New Jobs Required because Multiplier Demise

It has kept Inflation, although we have problems with insufficient 45 Million Jobs.

Among the best gauges for judging a person’s IQ, and also to make the decision as to whether or not you wish to keep debating with them, is their disposition towards identity politics.

Left, Right, Red Team

My dad can beat up your daddy.

In fact it doesn’t really matter. The buck is the cleanest dirty shirt from the laundry room. What exactly are you going to switch into? Yen, Euro, Wong, Venezuelan Bolivars?

Better buy some Bitcoins and maintain loading up on some inexpensive properties in rural areas in addition to piling that gold and silver.

Right, does it matter?     I mean that they chose to use pieces of newspaper and let us exchange them.     I didn’t create the rules that I live here.     We can access 200T in debt.     Or 2000 T in debt.     We ought to see before everyone just starts laughing we can get.

Savings, for example savings accounts are all dead.     Killed. Pensions are private, some lifeless, and some marriages but all marriages.     Already “investments” are squirrelly.  

To paraphrase the Kirk Douglas film Spartacus,      …. “I’m      Venezuela!”

Anyone considering that $20 trillion might be the national debt will be in for a shock if the Comptroller of the Currency totals up all of the liabilities America has.   The FDIC guaranteed22 trillion of derivative debt that Bank of America acquired as it acquired Merrill Lynch.   Those non-performing derivatives are unworthy, paying no interest, a fact concealed by ZIRP. Where can the FDIC have the money to pay this off Bank of America insurance policy?   The FDIC doesn’t, obviously.   Even the U.S. Treasury under Bush and Obama has backstopped a $1 quadrillion in derivative debt predicated completely on odor, smoke and death squads that knock out banksters whom the NSA wiretappers (who, also including Snowden, worked for Booz Allen Hamilton, owned by the Carlyle Group hedge fund) found were NWO security risks.      

The unaudited Federal Reserve buys the US Treasuries with electronic money printing. It is all a scam to maintain the assets of the elites while everyone else suffers, propped up.

We call them ‘accidents’ not executions.  Example;

– “The governmental grease ball on the shoot just fell through triple bin brushed glass and then left a note saying ‘goodbye wurld’.   A terrible accident forsure.”

– “The stock agent clearly tripped on his nail gun and latching his entire head with 200 claws.   A tragic accident.”

I’m not a violent man at all. Zero.

However, I think that many of these individuals will continue unabated and lawless till it hit smack dab in their face in home.

This would be sad.     But if all of them don’t get enlightened soon I am looking at this factually and lay odds on this kind of thing.

Yes on ongoing Indices and lawless  — when money rules it’s always thus.   No on it literally hitting smack dab in their own face — the people is  comfortable and much too fat to even entertain the thought.     And no on these becoming enlightened anytime soon — they’re much too obese and comfortable to even entertain the thought.   We are already a society with circuses and bread for your dispossessed.   Eventually martial law will be announced from getting the pretense of being a true republic to everything comes next — dictatorship, dissolution, or annihilation, and we’ll pass.  

“Debt Insanity: Why Does anybody In Washington Much Care That We’re 20 Trillion Dollars In Debt”

Well ~ Hank Johnson is ‘worried’ about seas tipping over, Maxine oceans is ‘worried’ about Trump, ‘ Pelosi is ‘worried’ about Russian hackers, Boxer & Feinstein ‘ are ‘worried’ about Greater Israel, & Schumer is ‘worried’ about Greater Israel & how many donuts his daughter scarfs down each morning…

So cut them some slack… They seem to have a whole lot on their heads.

That I have a issue if I owe you $ 100k.   You’ve got a issue, if I owe you $ 100 million.   Owners of the Fed can go get fucked…

So long as the US dollar is the reserve fiat we can abuse all of the rest of the countries. Give your things to us and we will provide you paper of debt.

There has been an enormous amount of discuss the spending deal which was only attained in Congress. Most of the focus was on who “won” and who “lost” politically, and if you have been keeping up with my posts you certainly understand my opinion on the issue.

However, what nobody is truly talking about is that this deal really increases spending at a time when our debt was completely exploding. We added more than a trillion dollars a year to the U.S. national debt during Obama’s eight years in the White House, and also our debt breakout really accelerated toward the conclusion of the next semester. In actuality, the national debt increased by more than 1.4 trillion bucksduring financial 2016…

In the close of business on Sept. 30, 2015, the final day of financial 2015, the federal debt was $18,150,617,666,484.33, as stated by the Treasury. From the close of business on Sept. 30, 2016, the final day of financial 2016, it had climbed to $19,573,444,713,936.79.

Because we are already in so much debt, we may too shoot for the moon, right?

At the moment, the U.S. national debt is stuck at $19,846,087,305,498.20 since the debt ceiling has not yet been raised. The government is using accounting tricks to maintain that amount but the second the debt ceiling has been increased by Congress that amount will leap up by countless billions of bucks.

From the time financial 2017 is over, we will almost certainly have added at least another trillion dollars to the debt, and the Congressional Budget Office is projecting that an extra $10 trillion is going to soon be added to the debt during the next ten years.

These times we toss around the term “a trillion bucks” like it isn’t a major thing.

Let me share a tiny case with you to offer you an idea. In case you started spending a thousand bucks each and every day around the day that Jesus Christ was created and you kept on spending a thousand bucks every day as then, you still wouldn’t have spent a trillion bucks by now.

The borrower is the servant of the lender, and I would say that we are currently enslaving ourselves, but that is not exactly accurate because we do not really have any intention of ever paying some of the debt back. We aim to just keep moving to more debt for a long time to come.

Regrettably, it’ll be our children and our grandchildren which might need to deal with all of this debt when our nation stays that long. Thomas Jefferson was completely accurate when he described government debt for a means for a single generation to steal money from the other, and because the afternoon that Barack Obama initially entered the White House, the federal government was stealing more than 100 million bucks an hour out of our children and our grandchildren each and every hour of each and every moment.

Just think about that for a moment.

That would make headlines all over the planet, if some thieves may eliminate stealing 100 million bucks from somebody.

However, that is what we are doing to future generations of Americans each and every hour of daily.

I have said it earlier, and I will say it again. What we are doing to our children and our grandchildren is outside criminal, and in a just society those that are accountable for getting us into so much debt will be likely to jail.

Whenever you are in the midst of a debt binge, it can look like there will be no consequences, but the truth is that a day of reckoning arrives eventually.

Among the reasons why I get so fired up about the national debt is since it could literally ruin the bright future that our descendants were assumed to have.

When you look back over the long term, the ordinary interest rate on U.S. government debt has been somewhere about 6 per cent.

It’s inevitable that interest rates will soon go back toward the average eventually, although of course at the moment we are nowhere near that amount.

Let’s imagine that the rate of interest gained back to only 5 per cent. We’d be paying about a trillion dollars per year just in interest on the debt if that happened and we would be confronting national bankruptcy.

At there the Federal Reserve would likely begin printing money of course, and we would turn into Zimbabwe or even another Venezuela.

However, if it’s so dangerous for governments to enter so much debt, just why would they do it?

Well, for something most politicians do not really care about long-term considerations. Instead, they really need the government to invest a great deal of money from the short term, since government spending consistently gives a boost to short-term financial activity.

And if the economy is “doing well” in the short term, it’s more likely that the voters will be in a fantastic mood when voting time arrives.

That is something which Barack Obama understood. He inherited a economic wreck, and so he went to the government debt binge in history. As I explained in a previous article, when we had not spent and borrowed 9.3 trillion dollars at that time that Obama had been in the White House, then we would be in the worst economic depression in our history right at this moment.

By going into debt, of course, our long-term issues have been magnified.

It had been estimated that with the Republicans in charge of the White House, the Senate and the House of Representatives that a feeling of financial responsibility would return to Washington, but that clearly has not happened. So now the stage is set to the sort of financial meltdown that I have been warning about for a lengthy time.

At the same time the Republicans would at least give lip service to trying to restrain the debt, but now they also seem to have become sure that our exploding national debt doesn’t really matter.

They are vastly outnumbered, although there are a small number of Senators which are still maintaining the struggle and a few dozen members of the home.

Although we were the most wealthy and most prosperous country on the entire planet, that was not enough for us.

We always had to have more, and so we have gathered the greatest mountain of debt from the history of the world.

There will be serious consequences for what we have performed, however, the warnings have been ignored, and so now all that’s left is to allow us to reap what we have sown.

Source

http://www.zerohedge.com/news/2017-05-03/debt-insanity-does-anyone-washington-even-care-we-are-20-trillion-dollars-debt

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