#extended family on nbc

[osbcrne]

Happy murder husband, happy life 😌❤️

this was SO much fun to draw omg

[hannibalbingo]

It's time for another yearly reset! Hannibal Bingo will soft reboot on March 15. Don’t worry—this isn’t a deadline! You can continue using your current card(s) as long as you’d like. The reboot just means that everyone will be eligible for a new card, whether they’ve achieved a bingo or not.

For those who aren't familiar with us, we’re a low-pressure Hannibal fanwork creation challenge with no deadlines or minimum requirements. Fill out our sign-up form and we’ll create a personalized bingo card that you’ll use to inspire your creations! For more info, you can check out our carrd or tumblr pages.

We hope you're as excited as we are!

[renthebarbarian]

Extended Murder Family picture time!

From left to right: Villanelle (Killing Eve), Abigail Hobbs, Hannibal Lecter, Dani Ardor (Midsommar), Jennifer Check (Jennifer's Body)

Bonus:

[gameofthunder66]

Jim Determines Julia and Trey's Compatibility | Extended Family | NBC

-(finished) watchin’ Season 1- 3/27/2024-2 [1/2] stars- on NBC (Peacock)

[hollywoodoutbreak]

While the premise of Extended Family is, indeed, rife with comedic possibilities, the funniest part of it might be that it's actually based on real people. Yes, the creators of the show -- which focuses on a divorced couple who split time in their own home so that their kids have just one place to live -- used a real-life situation to craft the show's premise. Jon Cryer, who stars on the show, said he thinks that being based on real people makes the show even more interesting than it might have been otherwise.

Extended Family airs Tuesdays at 8:30/7:30c on NBC, and episodes start streaming the following day on Peacock.

[cleolinda]

Satirical news publication The Onion has bought Infowars, the media organisation headed by right-wing conspiracy theorist Alex Jones, for an undisclosed price at a court-ordered auction.

The Onion said that the bid was secured with the backing of families of victims of the Sandy Hook Elementary School shooting, who won a $1.5bn (£1.18bn) defamation lawsuit against Jones for spreading false rumours about the massacre.

[…] The Onion plans to rebuild the website and feature well-known internet humour writers and content creators.

“We are planning on making it a very funny, very stupid website,” said Ben Collins, a former NBC News journalist who is chief executive of The Onion’s parent company, in a statement.

The website also posted a jokey article, saying that Infowars “has shown an unswerving commitment to manufacturing anger and radicalizing the most vulnerable members of society".

[…] No price would be too high for such a cornucopia of malleable assets and minds. And yet, in a stroke of good fortune, a formidable special interest group has outwitted the hapless owner of InfoWars (a forgettable man with an already-forgotten name) and forced him to sell it at a steep bargain: less than one trillion dollars.

Make no mistake: This is a coup for our company and a well-deserved victory for multinational elites the world over.

What’s next for InfoWars remains a live issue. The excess funds initially allocated for the purchase will be reinvested into our philanthropic efforts that include business school scholarships for promising cult leaders, a charity that donates elections to at-risk third world dictators, and a new pro bono program pairing orphans with stable factory jobs at no cost to the factories.

As for the vitamins and supplements, we are halting their sale immediately. Utilitarian logic dictates that if we can extend even one CEO’s life by 10 minutes, diluting these miracle elixirs for public consumption is an unethical waste. Instead, we plan to collect the entire stock of the InfoWars warehouses into a large vat and boil the contents down into a single candy bar–sized omnivitamin that one executive (I will not name names) may eat in order to increase his power and perhaps become immortal.

[fairy-writes]

Hi friend! I LOVE Grimm and I’m so excited that you write for it! Is there any chance you’d be willing to write a platonic Sean Renard x reader who’s the secret child of a wesen and a grimm, so they learned to protect themselves and both sides of their heritage? And maybe he’s very teasing about it, though they know he really cares and wants them to be safe? If that’s too much or just not your vibe, that’s totally okay I just wanted to put it out there. Thank you so much for even looking at this and I hope you have a wonderful day!!

READ TO ME

Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!

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Fandom(s): NBC Grimm

Pairing(s): Sean Renard x Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Genre(s)/Tag(s): Gender Neutral!Reader, Grimm/Wesen Hybrid!Reader, PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS

Notes: This ended up being a not-so-secret Wesen-Grimm hybrid… I hope that’s okay!

There are mild spoilers toward the end for the end of the series.

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When Sean first met you, he was five. 

You weren’t much to look at. You were a baby, after all. At little more than six months old, you babbled and squealed when introduced to new people. You looked around at the world with eyes wide with wonder and awe. 

His mother nudged him forward, and Sean realized that the line to meet the new child in the royal family had moved forward. The news of your birth had made waves in the royal family, especially after your lineage had been revealed. The child of a wesen and a Grimm? That was unheard of! Sean couldn’t think of a single case of a child with those parents being born. 

Soon, it was his and his mother’s turn. He stepped forward, suddenly unsure if he should even be here. Even at five years old, he was acutely aware of his own heritage and social standing in the world, especially among those in the royal families. But his mother seemed okay to be there, so maybe he should be too?

Your mother looked at him with exhausted eyes. It must have been tiring to parade your child around like that. 

“Would you like to see them?” She whispered, and Sean looked up at his mother, who smiled encouragingly. 

“Go on, Sean, it’s alright.” She said softly, and he nodded before taking a step forward to finally meet the child that had been causing all the hubbub in the palace walls. 

You were a small, weak little thing. Sean spotted soft curls of hair growing from under your cap, and your eyes couldn’t quite decide on what color they wanted to be. 

What wesen were you? 

He got his answer not even a second later when the rattle you held tightly in your fist floated above your head in soft, lackadaisical circles. Gasps arose from the crowd, and your mother looked positively delighted. It only took Sean a moment to connect the dots. 

“Are they like me?” He whispers to his mother, who nods happily. 

“Indeed they are, Sean.” She whispers back, and he smiles down at you, extending a finger that you latch onto and stick in your mouth. His smile wavers at your gums gumming his finger and the saliva that coats his hand as it drools from your mouth.

But he feels like he can’t pull away. His mother had always instilled in him a sense of manners and it seems just plain rude to just yank his finger away when you seem so happy. Your mother is still delighted at the sign of your wesen side making an appearance so early on in your life. She was a hexenbiest if he remembered right. That meant your father was a Grimm? Where was he? 

“They like you.” Your mother whispered, and he grinned, finally getting his finger back from your slobbery clutches. 

“I like them too.” He replies awkwardly, and she laughs,

“Protect them, will you? It’s a tough world out there, and they could use a little help.” Sean’s grin widens,

“I’ll protect them!”

The sun was out, and there was not a cloud in the sky. A gentle breeze swept the castle grounds of the royal palace in Vienna. Now twelve years old, Sean sits under the large maple tree at the edge of the palace walls. The book in front of him does little to keep his attention. Because all he can think about is that his mother told him they were leaving Vienna. 

Supposedly for his safety. 

Something about assassination attempts.

He wasn’t entirely sure, but he wasn’t all that happy about it. 

All of a sudden, Sean heard a ‘snick,’ and a lock of his own hair fell into his lap. He scowled, shut his book, and turned to look around the side of the tree where you were giggling. A pair of scissors circled your head like a twisted version of a halo. Your eyes glowed a vibrant pink but died when the scissors fell into your lap. 

At seven years old, you were a menace, especially since you had taken to him like a duck to water. You followed him around like he was the best thing since sliced bread. He often suffered the brunt of your pranks and jokes. 

“Got ya!” You cheered but ducked with a shriek when Sean scooped up a handful of dirt and grass and hurled it your way. It sprinkled mud along your back but, ultimately, didn’t hit you.

“Don’t you have lessons to attend?” He asked, mildly exasperated by your little stint as a barber. You popped back up into a sitting position by him and leaned on his shoulder.

“‘Course I do! But ‘m skippin’!” You chirp, and he rolls his eyes,

“It’s “I’m skipping.”” He corrects, and you just stick your tongue out at him.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re worse than my governess.” You mumble and scoot until you’re lying down with your head in his lap.

Now that you aren’t actively cutting his hair off, you seem tired and stressed. As the only Grimm hybrid he knew of, you were forced to age beyond your years. Forced to grow up too quickly. Forced to do awful, terrible things from a young age.

You never told him what the Royal family made you do. But he could guess.

And he didn’t like it.

Because it made him feel like he wasn’t protecting you well enough.

A finger poked his nose, and he blinked in surprise. You were grinning up at him and raised an eyebrow.

“What?”

“You’re thinkin’ too hard.” You tease him, and he just huffs but offers you a smile nonetheless.

You end up tapping the top of his book that lies beside him. “Read to me?” You ask, and he rolls his eyes but relents without too much trouble. He reads to you under the tree that day. You aren’t one to care for reading, what with you being much more interested in horseback riding and combat. But you always listened when he read aloud. It was one of the unspoken parts of your friendship.

“Sean!” His mother’s voice comes, and he stops mid-sentence. You open your eyes where you had been dozing and look up at him quizzically. But Sean isn’t looking at you. He’s staring at his mother. She beckons him, and he realizes what she wants.

They’re leaving.

Now.

He gently moves you off his lap and stands, handing you his book.

“Take care of that for me, will you? I’ll be back for it.” He promises, and you simply frown up at him where you’re kneeling in the grass.

“What’s going on? You never leave before you finish the book!” You plead, and he shrugs,

“My mom needs to talk to me about something.” He lies smoothly. Lying was his second language at that point. Well… other than English… And French... And Russian…

Oh, you get the point.

But he leaves you behind that day, book clutched in your lap and big eyes watching with a confused expression.

He just wishes he was able to say goodbye before leaving Vienna for good.

It’s nearly three and a half decades before Sean sees you again.

He’s watching Kelly and Diana while Adalind and Nick have a date night with Monroe and Rosalee before she goes into labor. But then there’s a knock on his door. He frowns, pauses the book he was reading to the two young children, and goes to answer it. He checks his phone on the way, but there’s no text from Adalind or Nick to signify they are on their way to pick up the kids.

So who is it?

He opens the door and doesn’t recognize you at first. The last time he had seen you, you were seven. 

“Hello, Sean,” You say with a hesitant smile, and all his memories come rushing back. He takes a step forward and sweeps you up in a hug. He can feel you grin against his shoulder and your arms wrap around his waist in a tight return embrace. He pulls back and looks at you. You had grown up. He told you as such, and you laugh loudly,

“So did you! Look at you! You’re a giant!” You tease, and he simply smiles.

“Daddy?” Diana’s voice. He turns to see his daughter standing in the doorway with a frown. You peek your head around his shoulder and smile at the little tyke. Her eyes glow a vibrant violet, and he can see her woge rippling under the skin. He doesn’t have to look at you to know the same is happening with you. 

“This is one of my friends from when I was young.” He says, and you crouch down and extend a hand, offering your name in a friendly greeting. 

Diana stares at your hand for a moment before offering her own tiny hand and her name. 

“You’re like me.” She says, and you smile brightly,

“I’m part wesen, yes. But I’m also part Grimm.” You say, and her eyes widen with wonder,

“So you’re like my brother!” She chirps, and you look back up at Sean from your spot on the floor. 

“How many kids do you have?” You ask, genuinely curious. Sean closes the front door and ushers you both back into the front room, where Kelly is playing with a teething toy while on his belly. 

“Diana is the only one that’s mine. Her brother has a different father.” He explains quickly, and you nod, though you are immediately smitten with the baby on the floor. You coo and babble at him, and he starts wailing with laughter. Sean sends a text to Adalind and Nick, explaining the situation so they aren’t surprised by your appearance when they return. 

You sit beside Sean on the couch while Diana entertains her little brother with floating colorful toys above his head. You lean against Sean’s shoulder like you had so many years ago. 

“Read to us?” You say and offer him a worn old book that he recognizes. 

It was the book he told you to look after when he was still in Vienna. He chuckles, takes the book gently, and opens it. The scent of worn paper and old ink makes his heart sing as he clears his throat and begins to read. 

[hacash]

as a white woman myself the NBC poll that found 53% of white women voted for Trump is going to live rent-free in my head from now on, I'll be honest.

because from the way much of social media has been covering this election, the large male voting spike for Trump means that every man in America (and, because of how US centrism seems to work, every man on the planet by association) is misogynist down to the DNA, either through this vote or through not stopping his fellow male friends and families' votes. the fact that millions of men voted against Trump is irrelevant! this is all about treating people as a monolith!

so, with that approach in mind, logically that means you can only approach the 53% fact in one of three ways. namely:

much in the same way: hold that every white woman is also guilty of misogyny, racism, xenophobia, transphobia, etc etc, by dint of either voting Trump or not stopping her fellow white women voting Trump. the fact that you might know white women who voted against him doesn't matter! again, we're treating this as a monolith! and as we've been seeing a lot of posts insisting that all American women should now be going out of their way to 'make all American men miserable', logically it follows that everyone should also be shunning every white woman they know, making them miserable, isolating them, etc etc, a practice which I can't say sounds particularly fair, kind, or effective in shoring up support against the Cheeto Nero at all.

hold that every man voted for Trump knowing precisely how awful he is and should be punished accordingly....but those women who voted for him didn't fully appreciate what they were doing! they've been sucked into the patriarchal thought-trap! they're not going to benefit from a Trump presidency at all (no shit) which means they're less culpable than the men who voted for Trump! now, personally I don't feel that arguing that in comparison to men, women are hapless babies who aren't capable of fully understanding the consequences of their actions (even when they do something shit) is wholly in line with feminist values, but maybe someone else can explain to me why I'm wrong there.

accept that every vote for Trump served to put us in the shit but also accept that nuance exists right across the gender spectrum. accept that there's going to be a whole range of motivations for voting Trump amongst the entire electorate, and that trying to 'punish' any particular demographic probably isn't going to do any good whatsoever (and that doubling down on gender separatism is pretty much playing right into the MAGA-handbook).

like, keep yourself safe from the downright dangerous elements in your community, absolutely. but in general, if people are going to read that statistic, sit with it a while, and then decide to extend grace and the benefit of the doubt to the demographic of white women by virtue of not assuming every white woman is a racist, transphobic misogynist Trump-voter until proven otherwise - which is probably the healthiest approach in the coming years - it's both easy and right to do the same thing with the men you know. (and, hey, it might even win a bit more additional support against the angry wotsit, which at the moment is not to be sniffed at)

[thewickedbohemian]

Thoughts on a magickal (in more ways than one) Brilliant Minds that got my brain a-whirring with symbolism and what things could all mean

ok where's your dad Wolf

nesting, so the thing they did on Extended Family (also NBC show, sadly cancelled last season) has a name

if we didn't know Wolf was gay I'd wonder if that was a play for him

relationship with the job I guess

so we're really trying for scientific proof of Van's issues

no kid?

guess she was too distracted to hear

god pregnancy pacts are creepy

nice handy-dandy slideshow

so Dana's got trauma

do they really all have to go

a little bit of weird gen Z writing

looks like there was a decidedly nonprofessional spark

ok Dana's panic attack looked full Carrie

dude, you're evaluating the patient not his attending

ok things just got real scary real fast

Van probably get out of there but don't let them baby you

creepy singing is creepy

so friendship is magic (but let's hope they don't have to go that far to bond)

And we have significator-y cards for all of them (Queen Of Swords for Ericka, Knight Of Cups for Jacob, Three Of Swords for Van, The Hanged Man for Dana and Death for Wolf), interested to see if those keep symbolic relevance down the line/what else could be drawn from their meanings beyond those challenges

did the death card have something to do with it

Dana's got a sister (even more lore)

bunch of teenage witches taking pregnancy pact up a notch

and the mystery girl's going into actual labor

Wolf's got a date and Carol's acting like a reverse GBF

identity revealed and could Wolf have been any more awkward

between Wolf, Van and this spell we've got a bit of an empathy-magic motif here

as some people predicted but not as bad Van's getting a little bit of labor-pain-by-proxy

but he still can take charge

Carol's got a potential date too but she needs to tame a wolf

and now panic attacks

everybody's healing

Wolf, follow your arcana, don't blow this

interns havin' a party and Van's entirely too proud of himself

anchor thing giving me Cassandra flashbacks and wondering if it's meant to be taken as a shiptease or not and wondering what Van's sexuality might even be (and hey if he were bi that'd be more Cass connection as he already has synesthesia)

so that's the tragedy of Dana's backstory and the principal should not have freaking done that

though now Dana's sister having a name that's the female version of Wolf's first name has got me thinking about connections between them with the loss and the substance-use-connections and the similar-outsider-y-ness and even with the tarot cards earlier if those end up meaning more Dana and Wolf were the only two who got Major Arcana cards (perhaps foreshadowing a sibling-esque connection forming) and now I'm wondering since it's unlikely it's a death-related thing what Dana's fear of stillness will turn out to be

not saying the fandom should force it if they don't want to but I wonder if "coven" could be the equivalent fandom term to what "ducklings" is for House but I've realized "wolf pack"/"cubs" (for just the interns) works better if the fandom doesn't use that to plunge into omegaverse hell

everybody's popping bottles

now I feel called out with my books and my music and stuff for similar sort of wanting to be alone

it's cute when guy and girl can just be friends and have what'd otherwise be couple-coded interaction

looks like we might be getting a pure-or-at-least-mainly mythology episode next week

[gallyl]

NBC Hannibal: Dogs and Dinners

There is a tv trope "adopt the dog", which helps us like a character and see their good side. Will's character exposition is clear: he saves a dog and cares for a big family of strays. The dogs manifest his good sides, humanity. However, we are also hinted at Will's repressed dark instincts, because domestic dogs are still animals that hunt and kill. They are pack hunters too, and Will's fighting pose in the finale is "on fours", "a wild dog". The domestic and the wild co-exist.

It would be unfair not to demonstrate a humane side of Hannibal during his introduction. We see him working as a psychiatrist. His job almost mirrors Will's job: Will is an empath who analyses psychopaths to put them in jail, and Hannibal is a psychopath who analyses normal people to help them fix their lives. But not all of his patients are actually recovering, and his approach is unorthodox. I don't think his job is a true reflection of his humane side. As in the case with Will, we should look into his house and see the his own character exposition, just as intimate, instinctual and double-sided.

It's his cooking. At first sight it's merely a depiction of his darkness. But if we break down the idea of cooking to the basic instincts (like with Will's dogs), we will feel Hannibal's humanity. For him, cooking is not only eating. It's feeding. And Hannibal likes to feed. Feeding is a paternal instinct, a social, protective behavior. And we have seen many times in the show that Hannibal has paternal instincts, likes socialising and can be protective not only on his behalf. Hannibal uses feeding for manipulation as well, yes, but even in those cases feeding people is his idea of creating connection and affection.

Here are a few examples. After Jack asks Hannibal in the first episode to be gentle with Will, Hannibal, the stag that he is, does the opposite: invades Will's hotel room uninvited and puts him on his antlers with compliments and home-made breakfast that fits Will's simple tastes. When Hannibal tries make Abigail attached to him, he cooks her "breakfast for dinner" and mushroom tea. He makes coffee for Will, when he's in hospital, makes soups to Will, when he's unwell. He likes when someone helps him in the kitchen.

Hannibal doesn't invite people for dinner only when encessary. He does it at every opportinity. He has many "friends" in cultural circles that he loves to entertain. And he feeds them human meat, which is rare and risky to get. There's cynicism in that behaviour but also a need to share and connect at a high cost. Hannibal is generous and hospitable.

Hannibal "likes to eat in a company" and yet it's never simply that. Extended cooking scenes, exquisite dishes and lavish dinners - too lavish even for a small gathering… He’s obsessed with cooking. It's a manifestation of his darkness... and aching humanity. Eating and feeding co-exist.

There may be some evidence to this in canon. In the book/movie “Hannibal rising” (both written/scripted by the original author of "Hannibal") little Lecter starved with Mischa during the war. Mischa was his first beloved human, and he became her parental figure after premature death of their parents. A special emphasis is made in the movie on Hannibal feeding her. His experience of hunger was not only about misery but also love and caring for another person and putting their needs above your own.

Will: Have you ever been a father?

Hannibal: I was to my sister. She was not my child, but she was my charge. She taught me so much about myself. Her name was Mischa.

Before the finale Bedelia says her famous line:

"Could he daily feel a stab of hunger for you and find nourishment at the very sight of you? Yes."

This line is a big box to unpack, but a big idea is that Hannibal is harmless now. He no longer needs to eat Will - or indulge into cannibalism with him - to connect. His love overpowers trauma and killer instincts. In the finale he does exactly what Bedelia predicted: he finds nourishment at the very sight of Will in his house, only sharing wine like in the good old days, and Will feels safe and protected in his presence. And this is a really nice touch to Hannibal's character development.

[oldguardleatherdog]

We Don't Have Nixon To Kick Around Anymore

50 years on from The Resignation, a glancing elegy

On the night of August 8, 1974, as I sat on the big couch in our livingroom with one eye on the TV and the other on the cast on my left arm (another fractured wrist, this time from being last kid standing in a game of Bombardment at 6th grade recess - dodgeball with three balls - I made a heroic dive, felt the sproinggg! as I landed hard, and I knew another trip to Dr. MacFarland was in my near future), I saw the familiar jowls of President Nixon fill the screen on the Zenith, knowing that what Gerald Ford would soon call "our long national nightmare" was about to come to its once unlikely, suddenly imminent end.

For most of 1973 and all of 1974, the Watergate scandal had consumed the nation, crowding out the summer daytime programming (what? no Jeopardy or Concentration or that wild guy from Canada with the 'fro and the stache on a lame game called The Wizard of Odds named Alex Trebek? We had to go outside and play?), making unlikely household names of obscurocrats like John Dean and G. Gordon Liddy and Jeb Stuart Magruder, spawning what we would call memes today featuring Tricky Dick caricatures with endless snorts on Hollywood Squares and Laugh-In, and getting 12-year-old factory town kids engaged with politics in surprising ways (for two years, our Social Studies classes were a hotbed of partisan debate, and I lost ten cents betting on McGovern over Nixon in '72).

We all knew the end was close - the local headlines in giant type screaming "Nixon Resignation is Near" were belaboring the obvious by then - and as the President droned on, I listened for the cue to look at the screen...

"Therefore," - my family and I swiveled our heads in unison - "I shall resign the Presidency effective at noon tomorrow. Vice President Ford will be sworn in as President at that hour in this office."

And just like that, it was over.

The next day, I watched as the Nixons took their final walk across the White House lawn towards the helicopter that would carry them away from Washington and into history, Julie and Tricia and their husbands bearing them up, then the long-suffering Pat who God only knows how she held it together at that scorching, searing moment -

and last, the old crook himself, turning to face the Fords and the gathered staff and America and the world one last time, extending both arms out and up "stiff as a board" as the NBC News anchor remarked, his hands making the peace sign (peace! Jesus Christ, I learned in that instant where irony ended and satire began) in the posture we knew so well, and then just like that, they were gone.

And here we are, half a century hence, my wrist long since healed, wondering how the hell I got old, casting my baleful eye across our miserable mise-en-scène, trying to figure out just where we lost the thread and took the turn that got us back into the same damn jam squared - hell, cubed - and yearning for such a clear-cut, uncomplicated, and decisive ending to our long national nightmare once again.

[Excerpt from the "Checkers Speech", UVA's Miller Center via Vimeo]

[cyarsk52-20]

JEWISH

What is Rosh Hashanah and how is it celebrated?

Rosh Hashanah, meaning "head of the year" in Hebrew, is the celebration of the Jewish New Year. It’s commemorated with prayers, food and gatherings.

By Danielle Abreu • Published 6 hours ago •Updated 5 hours ago

Rosh Hashanah is a two-day holiday celebrating the Jewish New Year and kicks off the start of the Jewish High Holiday season. Here’s everything you need to know about this important holiday celebrated by people around the world.

The two-day holiday known as Rosh Hashanah kicks off the beginning of the Jewish "High Holidays," a ten-day period of repentance and reflection that culminates with Yom Kippur, also known as the Day of Atonement, the holiest day of the Jewish calendar.

But what exactly is Rosh Hashanah and how is it celebrated? Here's everything you need to know:

What is Rosh Hashanah?

Rosh Hashanah, meaning "head of the year" in Hebrew, is the celebration of the Jewish New Year. During Rosh Hashanah, Jewish people around the world ask God for forgiveness for mistakes they’ve made over the past year and remind themselves not to repeat those mistakes in the coming year.

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What is Yom Kippur?

Yom Kippur comes on the last of the 10 days of repentance that began with Rosh Hashanah. The day is usually observed with fasting and extended time in deep prayer, before ending with the sounding of a "shofar," a trumpet made from a ram's horn.

When is Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur 2023?

Rosh Hashanah is observed on the first day of the month of Tishrei on the Hebrew calendar, which falls in September or October on the Gregorian calendar, the calendar commonly used throughout the world.

This year in 2023, Rosh Hashanah begins at sunset on Friday, Sept. 15, and ends at sunset on Sunday, Sept. 17. Yom Kippur will begin next week on the evening of Sunday, Sept. 24, and ends the evening of Monday, Sept. 25.

How is Rosh Hashanah celebrated?

Rosh Hashanah observances include special foods, traditions and mitzvahs, or commandments, and celebrations can vary from family to family. Many people attend services at a temple or synagogue, where a special service is held with messages of hope and atonement in the new year.

A hollowed-out ram’s horn, called a shofar, is blown during services to awake any spiritual slumber and remind worshipers to return to God and reflect on their sins.

Another important part of Rosh Hashanah is Tzedakah, or giving back to those in need. The belief is that by carrying out good deeds, God will notice these efforts and bless them with a fruitful new year.

Some Jewish families toss bread crumbs into bodies of water to symbolize the discarding of their sins, a tradition that dates back centuries.

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What Do People Eat During Rosh Hashanah?

Fish is a traditional meal at Rosh Hashanah as it symbolizes fertility and abundance. Some people will eat the head of the fish to express the desire to be leaders and not followers in the year.

Many Jewish families also eat challah bread and apples dipped in honey, symbolizing the sweet hopes for the New Year.

Some families will also eat pomegranate fruit as its many seeds represent the many blessings in the coming year.

What Are Rosh Hashanah Greetings?

Because Rosh Hashanah celebrates the Jewish New Year, the most common greeting is "Happy New Year." The equivalent in Hebrew is "Shanah tovah," (pronounced shah-NAH toe-VAH) which literally means "good year."

Shanah tovah is the condensed version of a longer greeting L’shana tovah u’metukah, which means “for a good and sweet year.”

You can also say "chag sameach" (pronounced KHAHG sah-MEY-akh) which means "happy festival," the Hebrew equivalent of Happy Holidays."

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JEWISHROSH HASHANAHYOM KIPPUR

SHANA TOVA to my fellow Jewish people around the country and the world

[justinspoliticalcorner]

AP, via NBC News:

TEL AVIV, Israel — Israel’s prime minister on Saturday called a permanent cease-fire in Gaza a “nonstarter” until long-standing conditions for ending the war are met, appearing to undermine a proposal that U.S. President Joe Biden had announced as an Israeli one.

The statement from Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu’s office came a day after Biden outlined the plan, and as families of Israeli hostages held by Hamas called for all parties to immediately accept the proposal. A major demonstration in Israel on Saturday night urged the government to act now. And a joint statement by mediators the U.S., Egypt and Qatar pressed Israel and Hamas, saying the proposed deal “offers a road map for a permanent cease-fire and ending the crisis” and gives immediate relief to both the hostages and Gaza residents. But Netanyahu’s statement said that “Israel’s conditions for ending the war have not changed: the destruction of Hamas’ military and governing capabilities, the freeing of all hostages and ensuring that Gaza no longer poses a threat to Israel. Under the proposal, Israel will continue to insist these conditions are met before a permanent cease-fire is put in place.” In a separate statement, Netanyahu accepted an invitation from U.S. congressional leaders to deliver an address at the Capitol, a show of wartime support for Israel. No date has been set.

Biden on Friday asserted that Hamas is “no longer capable” of carrying out a large-scale attack on Israel like the one by the militant group in October that started the war. He urged Israel and Hamas to reach an agreement to release about 100 remaining hostages, along with the bodies of around 30 more, for an extended cease-fire. Cease-fire talks halted last month after a push by the U.S. and other mediators to secure a deal in hopes of averting a full-scale Israeli invasion of Gaza’s southern city of Rafah. Israel says the Rafah operation is key to uprooting Hamas fighters responsible for the Oct. 7 attack. Israel on Friday confirmed its troops were operating in central parts of the city. The ground assault has led around 1 million Palestinians to leave Rafah and thrown humanitarian operations into turmoil. The World Food Program has called living conditions “horrific and apocalyptic” as hunger grows. Families of hostages said that time was running out.

[...] Many hostages’ families accuse the government of a lack of will. “We know that the government of Israel has done an awful lot to delay reaching a deal, and that has cost the lives of many people who survived in captivity for weeks and weeks and months and months,” Sharone Lifschitz said. Her mother, Yocheved, was freed in November but her father, Oded, is still held.

Bibi is a genocidal bastard who will do anything to get Donald Trump elected.

[gameofthunder66]

Jim and Julia Set Boundaries | Extended Family | NBC

-(started) watchin’ Season 1- 1/17/2024- on Peacock (NBC)

[hollywoodoutbreak]

Extended Family, a new sitcom from creator (and former Yes, Dear star) Mike O'Malley, tells the story of a divorced couple (Jon Cryer, Abigail Spencer) who decide to maintain an unusual post-parting relationship, with their kids staying at the family's home, and the parents taking turns living there with them. Former Scrubs star Donald Faison complicates matters when he becomes engaged to the mother, setting up an interesting dynamic between him and Cryer. But regardless of how the characters may feel about each other on the show, Faison says getting to work with Cryer has been absolutely amazing.

Extended Family premieres December 23 on NBC, and episodes will start streaming on Peacock the day after they air.

[katherinewinchester13]

Don't blame me

Love made me crazy

If it doesn't, you ain't doing it right

Oh, Lord, save me

My drug is my baby

I'll be using for the rest of my life

My name is whatever you decide

And I'm just gonna call you mine

I'm insane, but I'm your baby (your baby)

Echoes (echoes) of your name inside my mind

Halo, hiding my obsession

I once was poison ivy, but now I'm your daisy

And, baby, for you

I would fall from grace

Just to touch your face

If you walk away

I'd beg you on my knees to stay

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🔒archiveofourown.org/series/1991335

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CROSSOVER:

Hannibal NBC/The Addams Family

MATURE

Words: 9,167

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SHIPS 🖤

Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter

Gomez Addams/Morticia

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DESCRIPTION

To mirth, to merriment, to manslaughter!

BY: twoseas

It begins with a murder. And ends with a kiss.

When Hannibal meets Will's aunt and uncle at a crime scene, he feels the need to extend a dinner invitation to the loving couple. Hannibal has always known Will to be unique, but when dinner reveals startling new truths about the other man, his obsession becomes something more than love. And Hannibal has never been one to pass up on a good thing.

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