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CW Gotham Knights - Harvey Dent and Misha Collins Tribute - Monster (Fanvid)

【原創】【哥譚騎士】Harvey Dent 及 Misha Collins 獻禮 - 怪物 Monster

My tribute to the beloved D. A. Harvey Dent, Fugue Harvey, and the amazing actor Misha Collins. This took me about 3 days to plan, search for materials, and edit. As a diehard Misha fan, this shows Harvey's affection and inner struggle toward Rebecca March. Hope you'll like it. Enjoy! :) 為紀念 DA Harvey Dent，他的次人格 Fugue Harvey，和感謝出色的演員 Misha Collins，花了三天剪輯完成的作品。身為死忠 Misha 粉，這影片運用了 "CW 哥譚騎士" 的素材，來表現 Harvey 對 Rebecca March 的深情與內心掙扎，希望各位喜歡~ ^^ Subtitles 字幕：

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having the most vivid hannibal flashbacks listening to the book of right-on by joanna newsom. it’s reminding me of them tooooooooo much

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1/22-PCW Extreme Political TV

Last Week on PCW Extreme Political TV -MATCH #1: the decision of the Derek Tran/Adam Gray (Progressive Alliance) defeated Michelle Steel/John Duarte (American Patriots) in a State of California rules that took place on Extreme Election Night 2024. -10-Bell Salute to Jimmy Carter -MATCH #2-NON-TITLE: PCW Women’s Champion Catherine Cline defeated South Side Homeowners Association President Suzanne Allen-Hapsley -New State of California Commercial with Gavin Newsom -PCW Invades the Golden Globes -Incoming CEO of PCW Donald Trump has a ‘talk’ with American Patriots leaders Mike Johnson and John Thune -MAIN EVENT: The MAGA-Powers (Starz N. Stripes and ‘Anti-Hollywood One Man A-List’ Stone Chism) defeated The Canadian Connection (Jack Fraiser w/his Oootlander Blaire Rendell and Carl McKenzie-Bob and Doug McKenzie’s long lost brother w/Canadian PM Justin Trudeau) -Pulp Fictions videos: ‘Mr. Hollywood’ Kevin Daniels, Kamala Harris, Gavin Newsom, PCW champion Charlie Blackwell, 9-year-old Gracie McAvay’s “How Dare You?”, and Jamie Raskin.

Political Championship Wrestling Extreme Political TV D.C. Armory Taped Monday January 20th, 2025 Wednesday January 22nd, 2025

‘The Voice of PCW’ Johnny Suave and Colleen Crowder ‘Low-Level New York Times Reporter Trying to Make a Name for Herself’

PCW Champion: Charlie Blackwell (American Heartland) Since 2/10/2024 Contenders: ‘Mr. Hollywood’ Kevin Daniels (Progressive Alliance) Neal Conn (American Patriots) Mike the Mechanic (Main Street USA)

PCW Women's Champion: Catherine Cline (Independent) Since 9/21/2024 Contenders: Kathryn Randall Collins (Progressive Alliance) Laura Brobert (American Patriots) ‘American Girl’ Sarah Mae Smith (Main Street USA)

PCW Tag Team Champions: The MAGA-Powers: Starz N. Stripes and ‘The One-Man Anti-Hollywood A-List’ Stone Chism- Since 3/3/2024 (American Patriots)

Contenders: The Green World Order: GreenPete/’Extreme Vegan’ Brock Cole Lee (Progressive Alliance) The Sports Entertainment Corporation: Gator Bates/The Alabama Kid Bi-Partisan Dream Team: Blue Dog D/RINO Main Street USA: Ken Worth-American Trucker/Farmer John Deer Wall Street World: Kirk Walstreit/P.M.C. Banks

The camera pans through the Washington, DC crowd.

Crowd: PCW… PCW… PCW…

Johnny Suave and Colleen Crowder stand in the ring. 

Johnny Suave: HELLO! And welcome to PCW Extreme Political TV!

Crowd: PCW… PCW… PCW…

Johnny Suave: I am ‘The Voice of PCW’ Johnny Suave and she is a ‘Low-Level Reporter at the New York Times Trying to Make a Name for Herself’- Colleen Crowder.

Colleen has a pained expression on her face.

Colleen Crowder: Why do you have to say it like that?

Johnny Suave: We are live from the DC Armory where, tonight, Donald J. Trump will officially take power and become the new CEO of PCW.  Also tonight, we’ve got a PCW Title match between PCW champion Charlie Blackwell and the number one contender for the PCW title, ‘Mr. Hollywood’ Kevin Daniels.  Last week on Extreme Political TV… we heard from Blackwell and Daniels and here’s what they had to say.

(LAST WEEK ON PCW EXTREME POLITICAL TV) The camera pans across a lavishly decorated dressing room, settling on ‘Mr. Hollywood’ Kevin Daniels adjusting his designer suit in a full-length mirror. The Skanky Rich Bimbos, Paris and Nicole, flank him, their skin-tight dresses sparkling under the vanity lights.

Paris twirls a strand of platinum blonde hair.

Paris: Kevin, darling, do we look fabulous enough for you?

Nicole pouts her collagen-enhanced lips.

Nicole: Yeah, are we Hollywood enough?

Kevin barely glances at them, his eyes fixed on his own reflection.

Kevin Daniels: Ladies, there’s only one thing on my mind right now…

Paris and Nicole lean in eagerly, their eyes widening with anticipation.

Kevin Daniels: The PCW Title!

Kevin’s voice drips with self-importance. The bimbos deflate visibly, their shoulders slumping in disappointment.

Kevin continues, oblivious to their reaction.

Kevin Daniels: And that means you, Charlie Blackwell. You backwoods, cattle-wrangling excuse for a champion. Your days are numbered.

In the background, Taylor Switt strums her guitar, providing a melodic backdrop to Kevin’s monologue. The pop starlet’s eyes never leave Kevin, a mixture of adoration and calculation in her gaze.

Kevin Daniels: It’s my birthright.  I’m Hollywood royalty.  You rubes don’t understand true star power. I vow to win that title.

Kevin strikes a dramatic pose.

Kevin Daniels: So PCW will finally have a champion worthy of the bright lights and red carpets!

Paris and Nicole, having recovered from their initial disappointment, begin preening again, adjusting their hair and makeup as if preparing for a photo shoot.

SFX-the screen goes static and crackling.

The scene abruptly cuts to a close-up of PCW Champion Charlie Blackwell’s (American Heartland Coalition) weathered face. His steely eyes bore into the camera, his Texas twang thick with disgust.

Charlie Blackwell: For the past four years, the Progressive Alliance have been actin’ like a bunch of entitled brats throwin’ a kegger while Momma and Daddy are out of town.

He spits to the side, his lip curling in contempt.

Charlie Blackwell: But let me tell you somethin’.

Charlie leans in closer.

Charlie Blackwell: The party’s over. The adults are comin’ home, and there’s gonna be hell to pay.

The camera pans back, revealing Charlie’s impressive physique and the gleaming PCW Championship belt draped over his shoulder.

Charlie Blackwell: Kevin Daniels and those coastal elites think they can run roughshod over real Americans. I’m fixin’ to teach ’em a lesson they won’t soon forget.

Charlie’s fingers tighten around the title belt.

Charlie Blackwell: Momma and Daddy are comin’ home, and your ass is mine.

(END VIDEO)

***

Victoria McGill: What the *BLEEP*?

The once pristine space looks like it’s been hit by a category five hurricane of incompetence. Papers litter every surface, empty pizza boxes form precarious towers, and is that… a cardboard cutout of Kamala Harris grinning maniacally from behind an overturned desk?

Incoming CEO of PCW Donald Trump sidles up beside her, his signature coif somehow remaining perfectly in place despite the chaos.

Donald Trump: Looks like Sleepy Joe left us a little welcome gift, doesn’t it?

Tori’s jaw clenches, her statuesque body trembling with barely contained rage. She stalks into the room, designer heels crunching over what appears to be shredded classified documents.

Victoria McGill: Little? This is a *BLEEP*-damn disaster zone!  

She kicks aside a discarded “I’m Speaking” mug. Her eyes narrow as she spots a pile of “Kamala for CEO” posters.

And what’s this bull-*BLEEP*?

Tori’s mind races, calculating the cost of this mess. The cleanup alone will set PCW back thousands, not to mention the potential security breaches. She can feel a migraine building behind her eyes.

Trump nods sagely, reaching out to pat her shoulder.

Donald Trump: Don’t worry, we’ll make PCW great again. Believe me.

Tori shrugs off his touch, her patience wearing thin. She turns to face him, her imposing height allowing her to look down at the former president.

Victoria McGill: Just… start cleaning. I need some air before I snap and put someone through a table.

With that, she storms out, leaving Trump to survey the wreckage of Biden’s tenure. As the door slams behind her, Tori can’t help but wonder if she’s just traded one circus for another. Her heels click aggressively against the floor as she marches towards the reception area. Her eyes lock onto the overflowing mailbox, and she lets out an exasperated sigh.

Victoria McGill: Let’s see what other surprises those clowns left behind. 

She snatches up the stack of envelopes.

As she rips open the first bill, her eyes widen in disbelief. “What the actual hell?” she exclaims, her voice echoing through the trashed office.

Victoria McGill: Five thousand dollars for… custom-made ‘Dark Overlord’ robes? You’ve got to be kidding me!

She tears through envelope after envelope, her fury building with each unauthorized expense.

Victoria McGill: Hair plugs… ice cream socials… chin-up bars for the Oval Office?

Tori’s face flushes red with anger, her statuesque frame trembling with rage.

Victoria McGill: These idiots have been treating PCW like their personal piggy bank! We’re on the hook for…

She pauses, mental calculator whirring.

Victoria McGill: …over a hundred grand in unauthorized expenses!

Her mind races, imagining the hit to PCW’s bottom line. This could set back their expansion plans, maybe even force budget cuts. The thought of having to scale back production values or talent contracts makes her blood boil.

Victoria McGill: ARRRGHHHHHHH!

She storms towards the exit, her long legs eating up the distance in powerful strides. She pushes through the door, leaving a wake of tension and unpaid bills behind her. As it slams shut, the sound reverberates through the office.

***

JETFUEL EXTREME DO IT YOURSELF TAX COMMERCIAL SCENE: the back yard.

A man holds a garden hose in his right hand and is filling up his above ground pool with water. In his other hand, he holds his cell phone and looks down at it- seemingly confused and perplexed.]

Announcer: This is Tim. He thinks you have to be a mastermind to figure out how to do his own taxes.

A large brown wooden fence encloses the yard. The right wooden gate opens up and pro wrestling manager, ‘No Frills’ Chris Escondido, enters Tim’s back yard.

(GRAPHIC: “’No Frills’ Chris Escondido, professional wrestler manager)

Announcer: So we flew in pro wrestling mastermind ‘No Frill’s’ Chris Escondido to help him.

Escondido peers over Tim’s shoulder to look at his cell phone.

Escondido: Dude. What does it say there?

Close up of Tim’s phone. ‘Did you buy a home?’ Press here.

Tim: It says…did you buy a home?

Escondido: Did you buy a home?

Tim: Ummm…

Out of nowhere, PCW champion Charlie Blackwell runs in and whacks Tim in the back with a Singapore cane.

Tim: OWWW!   YES! YES! I BOUGHT A HOUSE!

Escondido: Then I’d press there.

Tim: There?

*WHACK*

Tim: AARGGHH! THERE! OKAY, OKAY…I’M PRESSING THE BUTTON!

Tim, in immense pain and anguish, presses the button. The display turns to a green check mark to indicate that he was successful and a message appears that reads: ‘Congrats, you get a big tax break…and a trip to the emergency room.

Tim: Huh?

*THWACK*

Tim: AAARGHHHHH!

Escondido nods down at Tim who’s fallen to his knees in excruciating pain.

Escondido: Okay then.

He then turns and walks away.

(Graphic on screen: ‘It doesn’t take a f@#$ing genius to do your taxes’)

Tim looks down at his phone and winces in pain from the Singapore caneshots.

Announcer: Jetfuel Extreme Do It Yourself Tax. Taxes done to the extreme.

*THWACK*

Tim’s voice: ARGGHHHH! OKAY! STOP! PLEASE!

***

Commercial Break The ground trembles as a thunderous explosion rocks the air. The acrid smell of smoke fills Johnny Suave’s nostrils as he grips his microphone tighter, his voice booming with unbridled enthusiasm, his eyes wide with excitement.

Johnny Suave: Are you ready for some REAL AMERICAN BEER?

The camera pans across a scene of beautiful chaos. An American Jeep bursts from the belly of a transport helicopter, crushing smaller vehicles beneath its massive tires. At the wheel sits PCW champion Charlie Blackwell, his 6’4″ frame barely contained by the driver’s seat.

Charlie’s mind races. This is his moment. Time to show these coastal elites what a real Texan can do.

With a practiced motion, Charlie cracks open a Bud Light. Foam erupts from the can, spraying in all directions like a geyser of patriotism. The cool liquid hits his throat as he takes a long swig, savoring the taste of victory.

“BUD LIGHT- *BLEEP* YEAH!” A chorus of voices rings out, punctuating the mayhem.

‘American Girl’ Sarah Mae Smith

Sarah Mae’s heart pounds. This is more than just a commercial; it’s a battle for the soul of America. She shouts, her voice carrying the weight of her Midwestern roots.

Sarah Mae Smith: Bud Light – for the heartland heroes!

Bullets whiz past as Sarah Mae and Catherine engage in a fierce firefight against unseen foes. The staccato of gunfire mixes with the sound of shattering glass and crunching metal.

Catherine’s eyes narrow as she takes aim. She’s fought hard for her championship, and she’ll be damned if she lets anyone take it from her now.

Sarah Mae ducks behind a burned-out car, her mind racing. This is their chance to make things right.

Sarah Mae Smith: We’re reclaiming this beer for Main Street USA!

As if in response, the chorus swells once more: “BUD LIGHT- *BLEEP* YEAH!”

Johnny Suave: Bud Light – now with 200% more FREEDOM!

Stone Chism, the ‘Anti-Hollywood A-Lister’, emerges from the smoke, his muscles rippling under his shirt. He locks eyes with his tag team partner, Starz N. Stripes, and they nod in unison. This is their moment to shine, to show these Hollywood elites what real American strength looks like.

“Let’s show ’em how we do it in the heartland, partner,” Starz drawls, his Iowa accent thick with pride.

They stride towards two massive kegs of Bud Light, each easily weighing hundreds of pounds. Stone flexes his biceps, thinking, ‘This’ll put those sissy craft beers to shame.’

With a grunt, they hoist the kegs overhead as if they were made of styrofoam. Beer sloshes out, raining down on them like liquid gold. The crowd goes wild, their cheers drowning out the gunfire.

“BUD LIGHT- *BLEEP* YEAH!” The singers’ voices reach a fever pitch.

Suddenly, a shadow passes overhead. Stone looks up, his heart swelling with patriotic fervor. A formation of majestic bald eagles soars across the sky, their wings spread wide against the backdrop of chaos.

The air crackles with anticipation as fireworks explode overhead, spelling out “BUD LIGHT” in bold red, white, and blue letters. The spectacle is so bright it nearly blinds Sarah Mae, but she can’t look away.

In perfect synchronization, Charlie, Sarah Mae, Starz, and Stone face the camera. Their eyes gleam with the fire of true American spirit as they shout in unison:

“BUD LIGHT – *BLEEP* YEAH!”

The words echo across the battlefield, a rallying cry for the heartland, a middle finger to the coastal elites. As the commercial fades to black, the wrestlers stand tall, champions not just of the ring, but of the American way of life.

***

Donald Trump Becomes the New CEO of PCW Back from commercial, the arena erupts in a cacophony of cheers and boos as the ringside area begins to fill with PCW’s most notorious personalities. Johnny Suave leans into his microphone, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Johnny Suave: Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time.

Colleen Crowder: I can’t believe this is actually happening.

Johnny Suave: In just mere moments, Donald Trump will become the new CEO of PCW… again.

Colleen sighs.

Colleen Crowder: Yay.

Former PCW CEO enter and walk down the ramp towards the ring.  Bill and Hillary Clinton, George W. Bush and his wife Laura, and Barack Obama.

Johnny Suave: The stars are aligning at ringside!  Look who else is coming down that aisle- PCW Women’s Champion, Catherine Cline!

Cline struts down the aisle, basking in the adoration of her loyal fans, especially the young girls who eagerly reach out for high-fives and selfies with their idol.

Colleen Crowder rolls her eyes and adjusts her glasses, her lips curling into a smirk.

Colleen Crowder: Oh joy, another cheap ploy to win over the fan’s hearts. I’m sure the crowd will eat it up like the sheep they are.

Johnny shoots her a look but presses on.

Johnny Suave: Also here… the Tag Team Champions, The MAGA-Powers! Talk about a star-spangled spectacle!

‘The Original Rookie Sensation’ all those years ago, Starz N. Stripes flexes his muscles, basking in the mixed reaction from the crowd. Johnny can’t help but admire the sheer presence of the man.

Johnny Suave: You’ve got to hand it to them, Colleen. They know how to work a crowd.”

Colleen rolls her eyes.

Colleen Crowder: If by ‘work’ you mean pander to the lowest common denominator, then sure, they’re masters of their craft.

As Stone Chism makes his way to ringside, Johnny’s excitement reaches a fever pitch.

Johnny Suave: And his tag team partner… the ‘Anti-Hollywood One Man A-List’ himself, Stone Chism!

Colleen Crowder: Because nothing says ‘anti-Hollywood’ like a guy who looks like he just stepped off an action movie set.

Johnny ignores her jab, focusing on the next group approaching.

Johnny Suave: And now, Colleen, feast your eyes on the American Heartland coalition. PCW Champion Charlie Blackwell, the ‘Prairie Populist’ William Daniels Bryan, and newcomer Dave Paul, surrounded by their loyal supporters.

Colleen leans forward, her interest piqued despite herself.

Colleen Crowder: I have to admit, there’s something compelling about their everyman appeal. It’s almost as if they’ve tapped into a vein of authenticity that’s been sorely lacking in this circus.

Johnny Suave: It’s certainly missing within the Progressive Alliance. 

Colleen Crowder: Johnny, that’s misinformation and I won’t stand for it.  Did you not hear Gavin Newsom advocating to Joe Biden about misinformation about the LA fires?

Johnny Suave: What… that a reservoir wasn’t filled up during a record rainfall year or brush that should have been cleared out before a fire took place wasn’t cleared out and provided more fuel for the wildfire or that the LA Fire Department budget was slashed last year? 

Colleen Crowder: Yes.  The LA mayor has called for unity at this time of crisis and for everyone to come together and that’s what we should do.

Johnny Suave: I’m sure holding hands and singing kumbaya will rebuild all the buildings that have been burnt down. Next, the mayor will suggest we all hug it out with criminals and crime will then go down. Brilliant idea, truly.

The camera pans to the Progressive Alliance box, revealing a scene that’s more ghost town than grand gathering. Johnny Suave’s voice drops an octave, his usual enthusiasm dampened.

Johnny Suave: There’s more tumbleweeds than attendees in that desolate wasteland of a box. Even my silky smooth voice can’t lift the lifelessness in the air. Looks like the Progressive Alliance party is a little lacking in popularity tonight.

Colleen Crowder: I think you’re exaggerating it just a little.

Johnny Suave: I’ve witnessed a bigger turnout at a vegan cooking class in remote Texas.

The camera zooms in on Charles Robinson-Richards, Esq., his polished exterior at odds with the glum expression on his face. He’s surrounded by a handful of Hollywood stars, their designer outfits a stark contrast to the empty seats around them.

Johnny clears his throat.

Johnny Suave: That’s Charles Robinson-Richards, leader of the Progressive Alliance, looking about as happy as a cat in a dog show.

The scene shifts abruptly, and Johnny’s voice rises with renewed energy.

Johnny Suave: Meanwhile in the American Patriots’ box…

The camera pans across a sea of animated faces. RFK Jr. is engaged in an intense discussion with Tulsi Gabbard, while Elon Musk tinkers with what appears to be a miniature rocket.

Johnny Suave: …it’s absolutely buzzing!

Colleen Crowder: Johnny, their guy is about to become CEO of PCW.  There’s nothing more than…

Colleen’s eyes narrow as she spots a familiar face.

Colleen Crowder: …what the hell?  Is that… Lindy Li? What’s she doing there?”

Johnny nods, his voice tinged with excitement.

Johnny Suave: That’s right, Colleen. Looks like the American Patriots have a new finance guru.

Colleen’s face darkens.

Colleen Crowder; Unbelievable. She was supposed to be one of us. The voice of reason in a sea of populist madness. And now look at her, rubbing elbows with… with…

Johnny Suave: With people who actually show up and don’t call her the c-word and other over-the-top epithets because she had the nerve to question how the Progressive Alliance handled their money in the Kamala Harris campaign.

Johnny earns a death glare from Colleen.

The camera settles on Steve ‘The Elk’ Elkins… the leader of the American Patriots… holding court in the center of the box. He’s gesticulating wildly, his booming laughter carrying even over the crowd noise.

Johnny leans back, a smirk playing on his lips.

Johnny Suave: Say what you will about the American Patriots, but they know how to throw a party. It’s like a political rock concert over there.

Colleen’s jaw tightens and she bites back a response.

Johnny Suave: Oh hey look.  CNN’s here!

The camera cuts to the CNN box.  There’s just one person in there.

Johnny Suave: Oh wait!  That’s Zachary Young.  He’s the guy who just won a five-million-dollar defamation lawsuit against CNN. 

Colleen Crowder: It’s a sad commentary when the media is under attack.

Johnny Suave: It’s a sadder commentary when the media can’t even handle a little criticism without crying foul… especially when they run hit pieces against people on the flimsiest of pretexts.

The arena lights dim, and a hush falls over the crowd. Suddenly, Victoria McGill emerges from behind the curtain, her statuesque figure commanding attention as she strides towards the ring.

Johnny Suave’s voice crackles with excitement.

Johnny Suave: Here comes the boss lady herself, Tori McGill! And boy, does she look ready for business!

Kimber Marshall also walks down to ringside.

Victoria’s eyes blaze with determination as she climbs the steel steps, her mind racing. This is it. The moment of truth. She can’t help but feel a mix of anticipation and dread.

As she enters the ring, Kimber’s voice booms through the arena.

Kimber Marshall: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the owner of PCW, Victoria McGill!

The crowd erupts in a mix of cheers and boos. Victoria grabs the microphone, her voice steady despite her inner turmoil.

Victoria McGill: PCW Universe, are you ready for a change?

Before the audience can fully react, the opening notes of the Imperial Death March thunder through the arena. The crowd goes wild, chanting “Trump! Trump! Trump!” in perfect rhythm with the music.

Colleen Crowder’s voice drips with sarcasm.

Colleen Crowder: Oh joy, here comes the orange messiah himself.

Johnny ignores her, his voice rising with the crowd’s energy.

Johnny Suave: Love him or hate him, you can’t deny the electricity in this place right now!

Donald Trump emerges, his signature red tie flapping as he marches towards the ring.

As Trump enters the ring, he and Victoria lock eyes. Suddenly, the lights flicker and die. A sinister laugh echoes through the darkness.

Johnny’s voice drops to a whisper.

Johnny Suave: And here comes the Supreme Dark Overlord of PCW, Joe Biden.

The Supreme Dark Overlord of PCW Joe Biden

Jill Biden appears beside him, guiding him down the ramp. As they near the ring, Biden trips. His sunglasses slip, revealing glowing yellow eyes. Before anyone can react, bolts of blue lightning shoot from his eyes and incinerates a hot dog vendor in the front row.

The crowd screams in horror and delight as the vendor’s reduced to ashes on the steps.

Johnny’s voice cracks with disbelief.

Johnny Suave: Ladies and gentlemen, I… I don’t even know what to say. The Supreme Dark Overlord just barbecued a hot dog guy!

The ring is bathed in an eerie glow as Victoria McGill, Donald Trump, and the Bidens face off. The tension is palpable, electric.

Trump steps forward, his face a mask of determination. Biden’s lips curl into a sneer. Victoria clears her throat, her voice cutting through the tension.

Victoria McGill: Gentlemen, shall we proceed?

As she speaks, J.D. Vance climbs into the ring, carrying a golden briefcase.

Johnny Suave: Folks, we’re witnessing history in the making. The transfer of power from one CEO to another.

Trump reaches for the briefcase, but Biden’s hand shoots out, gripping Trump’s wrist. For a moment, it seems like another lightning strike might be imminent.

Suddenly, Biden releases Trump and steps back.

Joe Biden: It’s yours.

As Trump opens the briefcase, he sees the CEO contract inside. 

Johnny Suave: He’s done it! Donald Trump is officially the new CEO of PCW!

Colleen Crowder: God help us all.

Victoria watches as Trump signs the contract with a flourish, J.D. Vance beaming at his side. She can’t help but wonder what this new era will bring to PCW.

Johnny Suave: Back with more after these messages.

***

PCW Pulp Fiction Video The camera pans across a dimly lit parking lot outside the arena, settling on Paul Finebaum’s haggard face. His eyes are wide with disbelief, hands trembling as he clutches a crumpled newspaper. The headline screams: “Ohio State 34, Notre Dame 23, The Buckeyes claim National Title!”

Paul mutters to himself, his voice cracking.

Paul Finebaum: This can’t be happening. It’s a nightmare. The SEC… we’re unstoppable. We’re…

He trails off, sinking to his knees on the cold asphalt. The sound of distant cheers from inside the arena makes him wince.

Paul Finebaum: How?

Paul’s mind races with images of Alabama and Ole Miss not even making the playoffs… Tennessee’s humiliation at the hands of Ohio State… Georgia going down to Notre Dame.  Ohio State eliminating Texas in the semi-finals. Each memory is a dagger to his SEC-loving heart. Even worse, Ohio State and Penn State both made the final four!

Paul’s head snaps up, eyes narrowing.

Paul Finebaum: Two Big Ten teams in the final four? What’s happening to the natural order of things?

He stumbles to his feet, wobbling like a punch-drunk wrestler.

Paul Finebaum: We were supposed to be invincible. 

His voice is a mix of anger and despair.

Paul Finebaum: The SEC was built for this. We live and breathe college football.  Dammit, in the SEC… it just means more!  How could the Big Ten, of all conferences, outshine us?

Paul’s fists clench as he stares at the arena’s bright lights. The camera zooms in on Paul Finebaum’s trembling hands as he clutches his SEC-branded microphone. His eyes, wide with disbelief, dart around the empty parking lot outside the arena.

Paul Finebaum: It’s… it’s impossible,” he mutters, his voice cracking. “The SEC… we’re supposed to be invincible.  The Big Ten is better than the SEC?

Finebaum stumbles forward, his normally impeccable suit now disheveled. He catches a glimpse of his reflection in a nearby car window and barely recognizes himself.

Paul Finebaum: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

He takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself.

As he walks away from the arena, each step feels heavier than the last. The weight of the SEC’s failure presses down on his shoulders.

Paul Finebaum: I need to find answers. This isn’t over. The SEC will rise again. We’ll be back.

With that, Finebaum disappears into the night, leaving behind only the faint echo of his final words and the lingering scent of defeat.

***

COMMERCIAL The camera pans across a warehouse filled with racks of identical hooded sweatshirts and basketball shorts. John Fetterman, towering at 6’8″ and sporting his signature bald head and goatee, stands center frame in a black hoodie and cargo shorts.

Fetterman grins at the camera.

John Fetterman: Most men think it makes more sense to rent a tuxedo than to buy one for formal occasions… but not me.

He gestures expansively at the sea of casual wear behind him.

John Fetterman: Welcome to John Fetterman’s Wearhouse, where comfort meets class.

He grabs a measuring tape and approaches a customer,.

John Fetterman: Everyone needs a good hoodie. Or ten.

As he measures, Fetterman continues his pitch.

John Fetterman: You can wear these clothes over and over again. They’re durable, versatile, and most importantly- comfortable.

Main Street USA’s Farmer John Deer walks in, looking bewildered.

John Deer: What in tarnation is going on here?

Fetterman’s eyes light up.

John Fetterman: Perfect timing! Let’s get you fitted.

He bustles over to John, measuring tape at the ready. John looks around, confused but too polite to object as Fetterman measures John’s inseam.

John Fetterman: Now, these outfits are 100% fitted to you perfectly and cost little in these inflationary times.

John nods slowly, still unsure.

John Deer: Well, I reckon that’s important. Times are tough on the farm.

Fetterman beams, handing John a set of shorts and a hoodie.

John Fetterman: Try these on. You’ll feel like you’re wearing a cloud.

As John hesitantly takes the clothes to a changing room, Stone shakes his head.

Stone Chism: This is ridiculous. You can’t seriously think people will buy this gimmick?

Fetterman just smiles.

John Fetterman: In politics and fashion, my friend, never underestimate the power of comfort.

The changing room curtain swishes open, revealing John Deer decked out in Fetterman’s signature hoodie and shorts combo. He steps out, tugging at the unfamiliar attire, a mix of confusion and unexpected comfort on his face, rotating his shoulders.

John Deer:  Well, I’ll be. It’s like wearing a field of cotton.

Fetterman beams, clapping John on the back.

John Fetterman: See? Comfort meets practicality!

A stream of satisfied customers flows past, all sporting various shades of hoodies and shorts. They high-five Fetterman as they exit, grinning from ear to ear.

John Fetterman: The best thing about it is you know exactly who wore it last.”

John’s eyebrows shoot up.

John Deer: Come again?

But before Fetterman can elaborate, a booming voice cuts through the air. It’s Johnny Suave, PCW’s play-by-play announcer, suddenly appearing in frame.

Johnny Suave: John Fetterman’s Wearhouse! Where comfort meets… whatever this is!

John Deer stands in the middle of the store, still tugging at his new outfit, muttering to himself…

John Deer: Well, I reckon it beats overalls in August…

Fetterman turns to the camera, his grin wide and slightly manic.

John Fetterman: I guarantee you’re going to like the way you look.

As the commercial fades to black…

John Fetterman: Or at least, you’ll be too comfortable to care!

***

MAIN EVENT-PCW TITLE MATCH: Charlie Blackwell (American Heartland) © vs. ‘Mr. Hollywood’ Kevin Daniels The scene abruptly cuts to the announce table, where Johnny Suave and Colleen Crowder sit poised for action.

Johnny Suave: Welcome back, folks! It’s time for our main event!

Colleen adjusts her glasses, a hint of disdain in her voice.

Colleen Crowder: Let’s see if the ‘Hollywood elite’ can score a win for us tonight and rescue something out of the 2024 debacle.

The arena erupts as “Mr. Hollywood” Kevin Daniels struts down the entrance ramp, flanked by the Skanky Rich Bimbos, Paris and Nicole. Taylor Switt saunters behind them, cradling a suspiciously bulky guitar.

Johnny Suave: And here comes the challenger.  Look at this entourage, more silicone than a computer factory!

Colleen rolls her eyes.

Colleen Crowder: At least they have star power, unlike the Heartland ‘down-home’ talent around here.

As Daniels preens for the crowd, he can’t help but smirk. These rubes don’t know real talent when they see it. I’ll show them what a true champion looks like.

Taylor Switt strums her guitar, sending a puff of white powder into the air. The crowd goes wild, not realizing the sinister implications of the ‘special effects.’

Johnny Suave: As usual, Taylor Switt has her loaded guitar with her.

Colleen shrugs.

Colleen Crowder: It’s all part of the show, Johnny. Don’t be such a square.

The scene fades out as Daniels climbs into the ring, ready to face his opponent in what promises to be a politically charged battle for the PCW title.

The arena suddenly darkens, and a thunderous roar erupts as Carrie Underwood’s acapella version of “America the Beautiful” blares through the speakers.

Charlie Blackwell emerges, the PCW title belt held high above his head, its golden shine catching the spotlight.

Johnny Suave: And here comes the PCW champion!

Colleen scoffs. 

Colleen Crowder: If you can call him that. More like a relic of a bygone era.

Blackwell marches down the ramp, his steely gaze fixed on the ring. These coastal elites think they can waltz in and take what’s mine? Not on my watch.

Ring announcer Kimber Marshall’s voice echoes through the arena.

Kimber Marshall: Introducing first, representing the Progressive Alliance, from New York City, New York, standing at 6 feet tall and weighing 200 pounds… ‘Mr. Hollywood’ Kevin Daniels!

The crowd’s reaction is mixed, with cheers and boos battling for dominance.

Kimber Marshall: And his opponent, representing the American Heartland Coalition, from New Braunfels, Texas, standing at 6 feet 4 inches and weighing 215 pounds… he is the reigning PCW Champion… Charlie Blackwell!

As Blackwell enters the ring, Suave comments,

Johnny Suave: This is a clash of ideologies if I’ve ever seen one, folks!

Colleen Crowder: More like the future versus the past.

The bell rings, and Daniels immediately dives for Blackwell’s legs, taking him down.

Johnny Suave: Daniels with a quick takedown!

Colleen chimes in.

Colleen Crowder: See? That’s how progressive thinking works for you!

Daniels twists Blackwell’s arm, applying pressure to the joint. Blackwell grits his teeth. Suddenly, Blackwell drives his knee into Daniels’ groin, eliciting a collective gasp from the crowd.

Johnny Suave: Oh! Low blow from Blackwell!

Colleen Crowder: Typical dirty tactic from the so-called champion.

Johnny Suave: It’s PCW… the rules tend to be more like suggestions.

Blackwell shoves Daniels into the corner and charges, connecting with a high elbow. He goes for the cover…

“One… Two…” The referee counts, but Daniels kicks out.

Johnny Suave: Daniels showing some resilience there.

Colleen nods. 

Colleen Crowder: Of course. You can’t keep a good progressive down.

Daniels, dazed but determined, climbs to the top rope. He’s going for broke.

Johnny Suave: What’s this? Daniels is taking a big risk here!

Daniels launches into a moonsault, but Blackwell is ready. He catches Daniels mid-air with a devastating superkick.

Johnny Suave: HOLY CRAP!  Superkick out of nowhere!

Colleen gasps.

Colleen Crowder: Nooooo!

Daniels staggers, barely conscious, and tumbles out of the ring. Blackwell, sensing victory, prepares to dive after him.

Johnny Suave: Blackwell’s going for a dive!

But before he can launch, Paris and Nicole position themselves in front of Daniels, blocking Blackwell’s path.

Johnny Suave: The Skanky Rich Bimbos are interfering!

Colleen Crowder: They’re just putting their bodies on the line to protect their investment, Johnny. It’s called strategy.

As the crowd roars its disapproval, Blackwell glares at the interfering entourage. This ain’t over yet, Hollywood. Not by a long shot.

Daniels, seizing the moment of distraction, slides back into the ring and catches Blackwell off-guard with a vicious forearm shot to the back of the head. The PCW champion staggers, his vision blurring.

Johnny Suave: Cheap shot from Daniels!

Colleen Crowder: It’s called seizing an opportunity, Johnny. Maybe if Blackwell wasn’t so busy ogling those ladies…

Daniels, a smirk playing on his lips, grabs Blackwell and executes a textbook release suplex. The champion’s body arcs through the air before crashing to the mat.

Johnny Suave: Textbook suplex from Mr. Hollywood!

Daniels, relentless in his assault, grabs Blackwell’s hand and starts stomping on it mercilessly.

Colleen Crowder: Look at that! Daniels is targeting the champion’s hand. That’s strategy, folks!”

Blackwell grits his teeth, fighting back a cry of pain.  But before he can retaliate, Daniels rolls him back into the ring and applies a brutal armbar, dropping his knee onto Blackwell’s elbow.

Johnny Suave: Oh! Vicious armbar by Daniels!

Blackwell, his face contorted in agony, tries to fight back, but Daniels shuts him down with a swift kick to the chest.

Kevin Daniels: Stay down, you backwater hick!

Colleen barely contains her glee.

Colleen Crowder: Did you hear that, Johnny? Daniels is really giving it to him!

Daniels, not content with his advantage, ties Blackwell in the ropes and starts kicking away at him like a soccer ball.

As the crowd boos, Blackwell’s eyes narrow. With a burst of strength, Blackwell breaks free from the ropes. Daniels, surprised by the sudden reversal, hesitates for a split second – and that’s all Blackwell needs. He lunges forward, taking Daniels down with a thunderous tackle.

Johnny Suave: Blackwell’s free! And he’s not happy!

The tide of the match has turned, and the real fight is about to begin.

Blackwell, his eyes blazing with Texas-sized fury, catches Daniels off-guard with a devastating superkick. The sound of boot meeting jaw echoes through the arena.

Johnny Suave: HOLY CRAP! SUPERKICK! “Blackwell’s fighting back with everything he’s got!

Not wasting a moment, Blackwell hoists Daniels onto his shoulders. The crowd rises to its feet, sensing what’s coming. With a grunt, Blackwell executes a flawless Canadian Destroyer, flipping Daniels head over heels onto the mat.

Johnny Suave: CANADIAN DESTROYER! 

Blackwell goes for the cover, but the Skanky Rich Bimbos leap onto the apron, distracting the referee.

Johnny Suave: And the Skanky Rich Bimbos have the referee’s attention.  Look at this blatant interference.

Colleen Crowder: Behind every great man there’s at least one woman… sometimes two.

Daniels, seizing the opportunity, pokes Blackwell in the eyes and shoves him towards the corner where Taylor Switt waits, guitar at the ready.

Johnny Suave: TAYLOR SWITT!

Switt swings her loaded guitar, aiming for Blackwell’s head. But in a twist of fate, she connects with Daniels instead. The resounding *BOOM* is followed by a cloud of white powder.

Johnny Suave: HOLY CRAP! Taylor Switt just took out her own guy!

Colleen Crowder: I don’t *BLEEP*-ing believe it.

Daniels drops to the mat, dazed and covered in white powder.

Johnny Suave:  Blackwell, seeing his chance, pounces.  He’s saying this ends now.

He locks in the Katahajime, his signature submission hold.

Johnny Suave: KATAHAJIME! 

Daniels, still reeling from the guitar shot, taps out almost immediately.

Johnny Suave: And Charlie Blackwell retains!”

The bell rings.

Colleen, visibly deflated, sighs.

Colleen Crowder: Well, folks, it looks like the American Heartland Coalition keeps the gold tonight… sigh.   Johnny, your thoughts on this… controversial finish?

Johnny Suave: Taylor Switt tried to take out Charlie Blackwell and instead took out her own man.  Karma’s a bitch sometimes. 

Colleen sighs.

The camera pans back to the announce table, where Johnny Suave and Colleen Crowder sit, their faces a mixture of shock and excitement.

Johnny Suave: Charlie Blackwell retains the PCW Championship in a match that can only be described as absolute chaos!

Blackwell climbs the turnbuckles and raises the PCW title belt as the rest of the American Heartland Coalition join him.

[dertaglichedan]

Chevron Corp to Gov Randall Flagg's California: Adios, Muchachos

Actually, there's another Spanish word I would have rather used besides muchachos, but I like this job.

In any event, Chevron has notified the state of California and its oleaginous chief executive Gavin Newsom that their long cohabitation is at an end.

Their bags are packed, and they're ready to go...

...but. Before they pull chocks and ride off into the sunset, they'd like to clarify a few things.

Starting with "why."

Starting with "why."Chevron Corp. is relocating headquarters to Houston from California after repeatedly warning that the Golden State’s regulatory regime was making it a tough place to do business.

140 years of doing business in one state is a tenure of epic proportions and not to be abandoned lightly nor did Chevron ever wish to do so. But CA is in its own world, and there's only so much abuse a business bottom line can handle before it busts out or breaks down.

It's not as if the company hadn't tried to tell the lunatics running the state.

...Chevron already had slashed new investments in California refining, citing “adversarial” government policies in a state that has some of the most stringent environmental rules in the US. In January, refining executive Andy Walz warned that the state was playing a “dangerous game” with climate rules that threatened to spike gasoline prices.

Chevron was immediately accused of "playing politics," which is ridiculous on its face. No one moves a multi-national on a whim. Companies move because the business climate is eating them alive, and the deterioration is so marked and so prolonged that they see no hope of recovering.

So Chevron will be joining the growing list of large companies in exodus to friendlier places elsewhere.

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CW Gotham Knights - Harvey Dent & Misha Collins Tribute - In My Blood (Fanvid)

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/uxw7Oij by egoismt My tribute to the beloved D. A. Harvey Dent, and the amazing actor Misha Collins. This took me about 3 days to plan, search for materials, and edit. As a diehard Misha fan, this shows what kind of fighter Harvey was. Hope you'll like it. Enjoy! :) 為紀念 DA Harvey Dent，和感謝出色的演員 Misha Collins，花了三天剪輯完成的作品。身為死忠 Misha 粉，這影片展現出 Harvey 是個怎樣的戰士，希望各位喜歡~ ^^ Words: 207, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 15 of CW Gotham Knights Fanvids Fandoms: Gotham Knights (TV 2023) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/M, Gen Characters: Harvey Dent, 哈維丹特 - Character, Two-Face, Two Face, Fugue Harvey, 雙面人 - Character, Rebecca March, Lincoln March, Mayor Hamilton Hill, Commissioner Soto, Dr. Chase Meridian, Cressida Clarke, Turner Hayes, Duela Dent, Harper Row, Cullen Row, Batman, Bruce Wayne, The Court of Owls Relationships: Harvey Dent/Rebecca March Additional Tags: CW Gotham Knights, Gotham Knights, 哥譚騎士, misha - Freeform, Misha Collins - Freeform, Lauren Stamile - Freeform, Damon Dayoub - Freeform, Randall Newsome, Deja Dee, Grace Junot, K.K. Moggie - Freeform, Oscar Morgan - Freeform, Olivia Rose Keegan - Freeform, Fallon Smythe - Freeform, Tyler DiChiara - Freeform, batbrats, ZaddyDent, Save Gotham Knights, Fanvid, In My Blood, The Score - Freeform, dc, The CW, 剪輯 read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/uxw7Oij

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CW Gotham Knights - Harvey Dents and Misha Collins Tribute - Heart of the Darkness (Fanvid)

Fandoms: Gotham Knights (TV 2023)

Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Harvey Dent/Rebecca March

Harvey Dent

哈維丹特 - Character

Two-Face

Two Face

Fugue Harvey

雙面人 - Character

Rebecca March

Lincoln March

Brody March

Mayor Hamilton Hill

Cressida Clarke

Turner Hayes

Batman

Bruce Wayne

Joe Chill

Ford

The Talon

The Court of Owls

CW Gotham Knights

Gotham Knights

哥譚騎士

misha - Freeform

Misha Collins - Freeform

Lauren Stamile

Damon Dayoub

Rahart Adams

Randall Newsome

K.K. Moggie

Oscar Morgan - Freeform

Doug Bradley

Joel Keller

Simon Northwood

Alan Silva

batbrats

ZaddyDent

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Healthy ideas aren’t incremental or cumulative. They are for a while, of course, till they run themselves into the ground; but every line of thought, even a creative and abstract line of thought, eventually hits some anomaly, which causes a crisis, which means you can’t go back to the place you were at before, creatively. Thomas Kuhn talks about the same thing in science, the same idea of an anomaly causing a crisis, and then a revolution, a “noncumulative developmental episode in which an older paradigm is replaced in whole or in part by an incompatible new one.” Yep, totally!

...

But the main thing is that my songs are generally “about” things. Like, a story, or something I’m happy about or upset about; or some episode that I’m trying to pick apart and understand in that way. And (as you may or may not have noticed, L.A. Weekly) those sorts of real-life proceedings rarely happen in a cumulative way. They tend more often to just be a series of “If only I’d known!’s” and “Well, I’m a different person now!’s” Just like good Mr. Kuhn’s paradigm shifts. I reckon that, in general, life leads and song-form follows accordingly.

Joanna Newsom, interviewed by Randall Roberts, “Mending the Gap”

[tuvokurock]

So I'm a big fan of a fantastic mock late night show called comedy bang bang that ran for 5 seasons. It's also a podcast that started in 2009 and still runs! Its a mecca for alternative comics and sketch comedy. If you're a comedy nerd, you know what I'm talking about.

Why i am bringing this up?

Because of the insane crossover with lower decks! So many of the cast has been on comedy bang bang way and related shows (its a BIG world) before lower decks

Including

Neil Casey

Lauren Lapkus

Jessica McKenna

Randall Park

Ben Rodgers

Eugene Cordero

Tawny Newsome

Paul Scheer

Paul F Tompkins

Gillian Jacobs

Halley Joel Osment

Tim Robinson

Matt Walsh

The list goes on

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We are doing a live Twitter q and a this 5/21 Tuesday 5pm eastern 2pm Pacific with the constable himself played by brilliant actor (Randall Newsome) plus we will be doing some special giveaways! you DON'T wanna miss! #RT #SpreadTheWord https://www.instagram.com/p/BxoELQDA6Np/?igshid=1vv2h4onmu6yq

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Any Other Way (Fanvid) Lyrics Translation

戰死方休　歌詞英翻中

將自己剪輯的影片，歌詞翻譯成中文，歡迎指正，Enjoy~ :)

—– 1 00:00:20,800 --> 00:00:22,267 ♪ 我很清醒 �� ♪ I am wide awake ♪ 2 00:00:22,267 --> 00:00:23,850 ♪ 傲然而立 ♪ ♪ And I'm standing tall ♪ 3 00:00:23,850 --> 00:00:25,350 ♪ 與世界為敵 ♪ ♪ Up against the world ♪ 4 00:00:25,350 --> 00:00:26,884 ♪ 與高牆為敵 ♪ ♪ Up against the wall ♪ 5 00:00:26,884 --> 00:00:28,484 ♪ 在愛恨之間 ♪ ♪ Between the love and hate ♪ 6 00:00:28,484 --> 00:00:30,317 ♪ 他們等不及 ♪ ♪ They can hardly wait ♪ 7 00:00:30,317 --> 00:00:33,100 ♪ 看英雄殞落 ♪ ♪ To watch the hero fall ♪ 8 00:00:33,100 --> 00:00:34,684 ♪ 你能給我地獄 ♪ ♪ You could give me hell ♪ 9 00:00:34,684 --> 00:00:36,217 ♪ 你能給我死亡 ♪ ♪ You could give me death ♪ 10 00:00:36,217 --> 00:00:37,700 ♪ 在屈服之前 ♪ ♪ Right before I bend ♪ 11 00:00:37,700 --> 00:00:39,400 ♪ 我將會復仇 ♪ ♪ I will have revenge ♪ 12 00:00:39,400 --> 00:00:40,850 ♪ 火燒過血管 ♪ ♪ Fire through my veins ♪ 13 00:00:40,850 --> 00:00:42,767 ♪ 我會為它搧風 ♪ ♪ I will fan the flames ♪ 14 00:00:42,767 --> 00:00:45,917 ♪ 直到嚥下最後一口氣 ♪ ♪ Until my dying breath ♪ 15 00:00:48,217 --> 00:00:50,550 ♪ 因為我絕不會 ♪ ♪ 'Cause I will never go down ♪ 16 00:00:50,550 --> 00:00:54,434 ♪ 以其他方式倒下 ♪ ♪ Any other way (way) ♪ 17 00:00:54,434 --> 00:00:56,700 ♪ 我絕不會 ♪ ♪ I will never go down ♪ 18 00:00:56,700 --> 00:01:01,217 ♪ 以其他方式倒下 ♪ ♪ Any other way (way) ♪ 19 00:01:01,217 --> 00:01:04,417 ♪ 汽油奔湧過血管 ♪ ♪ Gasoline pumping through my veins ♪ 20 00:01:04,417 --> 00:01:07,034 ♪ 狂舞於烈焰之巔 ♪ ♪ Dancing on top of the flames ♪ 21 00:01:07,034 --> 00:01:09,050 ♪ 我絕不會 ♪ ♪ I will never go down ♪ 22 00:01:09,050 --> 00:01:12,267 ♪ 以其他方式倒下 ♪ ♪ Any other way (way) ♪ 23 00:01:12,267 --> 00:01:16,634 ♪ 以其他方式 ♪ ♪ Any other way ♪ 24 00:01:16,634 --> 00:01:18,050 ♪ 感覺到毒藥 ♪ ♪ Feel the poison now ♪ 25 00:01:18,050 --> 00:01:19,684 ♪ 流過我皮膚 ♪ ♪ Slipping through my skin ♪ 26 00:01:19,684 --> 00:01:21,167 ♪ 我不會放棄 ♪ ♪ I'm not giving up ♪ 27 00:01:21,167 --> 00:01:22,667 ♪ 但我會讓步 ♪ ♪ But I'm giving in ♪ 28 00:01:22,667 --> 00:01:24,234 ♪ 給我的黑暗面 ♪ ♪ To my darker side ♪ 29 00:01:24,234 --> 00:01:25,917 ♪ 給我的每宗罪 ♪ ♪ To my every sin ♪ 30 00:01:25,917 --> 00:01:28,984 ♪ 好讓我能再戰一回 ♪ ♪ So I can fight again ♪ 31 00:01:28,984 --> 00:01:30,384 ♪ 你能給我地獄 ♪ ♪ You could give me hell ♪ 32 00:01:30,384 --> 00:01:31,884 ♪ 你能給我死亡 ♪ ♪ You could give me death ♪ 33 00:01:31,884 --> 00:01:33,484 ♪ 在屈服之前 ♪ ♪ Right before I bend ♪ 34 00:01:33,484 --> 00:01:35,167 ♪ 我將會復仇 ♪ ♪ I will have revenge ♪ 35 00:01:35,167 --> 00:01:36,584 ♪ 火燒過血管 ♪ ♪ Fire through my veins ♪ 36 00:01:36,584 --> 00:01:38,417 ♪ 我會為它搧風 ♪ ♪ I will fan the flames ♪ 37 00:01:38,417 --> 00:01:42,250 ♪ 直到嚥下最後一口氣 ♪ ♪ Until my dying breath ♪ 38 00:01:43,784 --> 00:01:46,267 ♪ 因為我絕不會 ♪ ♪ 'Cause I will never go down ♪ 39 00:01:46,267 --> 00:01:50,134 ♪ 以其他方式倒下 ♪ ♪ Any other way (way) ♪ 40 00:01:50,134 --> 00:01:52,467 ♪ 我絕不會 ♪ ♪ I will never go down ♪ 41 00:01:52,467 --> 00:01:57,100 ♪ 以其他方式倒下 ♪ ♪ Any other way (way) ♪ 42 00:01:57,100 --> 00:02:00,234 ♪ 汽油奔湧過血管 ♪ ♪ Gasoline pumping through my veins ♪ 43 00:02:00,234 --> 00:02:02,784 ♪ 狂舞於烈焰之巔 ♪ ♪ Dancing on top of the flames ♪ 44 00:02:02,784 --> 00:02:04,917 ♪ 因為我絕不會 ♪ ♪ I will never go down ♪ 45 00:02:04,917 --> 00:02:07,967 ♪ 以其他方式倒下 ♪ ♪ Any other way (way) ♪ 46 00:02:07,967 --> 00:02:09,684 ♪ 以其他方式 ♪ ♪ Any other way ♪ 47 00:02:09,684 --> 00:02:12,584 ♪ 喔啊喔喔喔喔喔 ♪ ♪ Woah oh oh Ohh oh oh ♪ 48 00:02:12,584 --> 00:02:14,234 ♪ 喔啊喔喔喔 ♪ ♪ Woah oh oh Ohhh ♪ 49 00:02:14,234 --> 00:02:15,767 ♪ 以其他方式 ♪ ♪ Any other way ♪ 50 00:02:15,767 --> 00:02:18,750 ♪ 喔啊喔喔喔喔喔 ♪ ♪ Woah oh oh Ohh oh oh ♪ 51 00:02:18,750 --> 00:02:21,250 ♪ 喔啊喔喔喔 ♪ ♪ Woah oh oh Ohhh ♪ 52 00:02:21,250 --> 00:02:23,467 ♪ 因為我絕不會 ♪ ♪ 'Cause I will never go down ♪ 53 00:02:23,467 --> 00:02:27,334 ♪ 以其他方式倒下 ♪ ♪ Any other way ♪ 54 00:02:27,334 --> 00:02:29,650 ♪ 我絕不會 ♪ ♪ I will never go down ♪ 55 00:02:29,650 --> 00:02:33,567 ♪ 以其他方式倒下 ♪ ♪ Any other way ♪ 56 00:02:33,567 --> 00:02:35,867 ♪ 因為我絕不會 ♪ ♪ 'Cause I will never go down ♪ 57 00:02:35,867 --> 00:02:39,984 ♪ 以其他方式倒下 ♪ ♪ Any other way (way) ♪ 58 00:02:39,984 --> 00:02:42,100 ♪ 我絕不會 ♪ ♪ I will never go down ♪ 59 00:02:42,100 --> 00:02:46,584 ♪ 以其他方式倒下 ♪ ♪ Any other way (way) ♪ 60 00:02:46,584 --> 00:02:49,817 ♪ 汽油奔湧過血管 ♪ ♪ Gasoline pumping through my veins ♪ 61 00:02:49,817 --> 00:02:52,117 ♪ 狂舞於烈焰之巔 ♪ ♪ Dancing on top of the flames ♪ 62 00:02:52,117 --> 00:02:54,450 ♪ 我絕不會 ♪ ♪ I will never go down ♪ 63 00:02:54,450 --> 00:02:58,367 ♪ 以其他方式倒下 ♪ ♪ Any other way ♪ 64 00:02:58,367 --> 00:03:00,667 ♪ 因為我絕不會 ♪ ♪ 'Cause I will never go down ♪ 65 00:03:00,667 --> 00:03:04,467 ♪ 以其他方式倒下 ♪ ♪ Any other way ♪ 66 00:03:04,467 --> 00:03:06,767 ♪ 我絕不會 ♪ ♪ I will never go down ♪ 67 00:03:06,767 --> 00:03:11,417 ♪ 以其他方式倒下 ♪ ♪ Any other way ♪ 68 00:03:11,417 --> 00:03:14,600 ♪ 汽油奔湧過血管 ♪ ♪ Gasoline pumping through my veins ♪ 69 00:03:14,600 --> 00:03:17,067 ♪ 狂舞於烈焰之巔 ♪ ♪ Dancing on top of the flames ♪ 70 00:03:17,067 --> 00:03:19,267 ♪ 我絕不會 ♪ ♪ I will never go down ♪ 71 00:03:19,267 --> 00:03:22,267 ♪ 以其他方式倒下 ♪ ♪ Any other way ♪ 72 00:03:22,267 --> 00:03:24,034 ♪ 以其他方式 ♪ ♪ Any other way ♪ 73 00:03:24,034 --> 00:03:26,850 ♪ 喔啊喔喔喔喔喔 ♪ ♪ Woah oh oh Oh oh oh ♪ 74 00:03:26,850 --> 00:03:29,967 ♪ 喔啊喔喔喔 ♪ ♪ Woah oh oh Oh ♪ 75 00:03:29,967 --> 00:03:33,050 ♪ 喔啊喔喔喔喔喔 ♪ ♪ Woah oh oh Oh oh oh ♪ 76 00:03:33,050 --> 00:03:36,067 ♪ 喔啊喔喔喔 ♪ ♪ Woah oh oh Oh ♪ 77 00:03:36,067 --> 00:03:39,234 ♪ 喔啊喔喔喔喔喔 ♪ ♪ Woah oh oh Oh oh oh ♪ 78 00:03:39,234 --> 00:03:42,367 ♪ 喔啊喔喔喔 ♪ ♪ Woah oh oh Oh ♪ —– BGM: We the Kings - Any Other Way https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2j9VVW_mYQk

[pcwpolwrestling]

1/29/2025-PCW Extreme Political TV

Political Championship Wrestling Extreme Political TV D.C. Armory Taped Monday January 20th, 2025 Wednesday January 29th, 2025

‘The Voice of PCW’ Johnny Suave and Colleen Crowder ‘Low-Level New York Times Reporter Trying to Make a Name for Herself’

PCW Champion: Charlie Blackwell (American Heartland) Since 2/10/2024 Contenders: ‘Mr. Hollywood’ Kevin Daniels (Progressive Alliance) Neal Conn (American Patriots) Mike the Mechanic (Main Street USA)

Catherine Cline (Independent) Since 9/21/2024

Contenders: Kathryn Randall Collins (Progressive Alliance) Laura Brobert (American Patriots) ‘American Girl’ Sarah Mae Smith (Main Street USA)

The MAGA-Powers: Starz N. Stripes and ‘The One-Man Anti-Hollywood A-List’ Stone Chism- Since 3/3/2024 (American Patriots)

Contenders: The Green World Order: GreenPete/’Extreme Vegan’ Brock Cole Lee (Progressive Alliance) The Sports Entertainment Corporation: Gator Bates/The Alabama Kid Bi-Partisan Dream Team: Blue Dog D/RINO Main Street USA: Ken Worth-American Trucker/Farmer John Deer Wall Street World: Kirk Walstreit/P.M.C. Banks

Hollywood Burbank Airport- Burbank, California The show starts on the tarmac of the Hollywood Burbank Airport, Burbank, California.  California Governor Gavin Newsom shifts his weight from one foot to the other, running a hand through his perfectly coiffed hair. The tarmac stretches out before him, empty save for a few scattered ground crew members. Newsom’s designer jeans and casually unbuttoned shirt belie the nervous energy radiating off him.

But despite his efforts, there was a hint of stiffness in his posture and an eagerness in his actions. He couldn’t help glancing at his watch and running his fingers through his perfectly coiffed hair. Newsom mutters under his breath.

Gavin Newsom: Come on, Donald.  Any minute now. 

Newsom tries to calm his nerves as he anxiously awaited the arrival of PCW’s grand poobah, Donald Trump. The Hollywood Burbank Airport buzzed with excitement for this highly publicized meeting. Newsom knew this wasn’t just any ordinary gathering; it was a delicate dance of diplomacy that would take place on a very public stage.

Cut to…

Opening The camera gracefully navigates through the pulsating sea of bodies in the jam-packed DC Armory, capturing the frenzied atmosphere and unwavering passion of the crowd.

Crowd: PCW… PCW… PCW…

It then focuses on Johnny Suave and Colleen Crowder standing in the middle of the ring like two regal figures ruling over their loyal subjects of adoring fans.

Johnny Suave: Hello ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to PCW Extreme Political TV!

Crowd: PCW… PCW… PCW…

Johnny Suave: I am your host, Johnny Suave.  With me tonight as always is a ‘Low Level New York Times Reporter Trying to Make the Big Time’ Colleen Crowder.

Colleen forces a tight smile, her eyes flashing behind her stylish glasses.

Colleen Crowder: Always a pleasure to be here with you, Johnny. Though I have to say, last week’s main event left a bitter taste in my mouth.

Johnny Suave: Ah yes, last week’s epic clash between Charlie Blackwell and ‘Mr. Hollywood’ Kevin Daniels for the PCW title!

Colleen grits her teeth.

Colleen Crowder: If by ‘epic’ you mean a blatant display of vote pandering, then sure. Blackwell’s victory was as legitimate as a three-dollar bill.

Johnny Suave: Now now, Colleen. The people saw what happened last week.  Kevin Daniels tapped out to the Katahajime and Charlie Blackwell remains the PCW Title.

Colleen makes a sour face when the crowd roars at Suave’s statement.

Johnny Suave: The fans have spoken and they love Charlie Wrestling!

The crowd erupts in chants of “Charlie! Charlie!”

Colleen rolls her eyes and mutters under her breath.

Colleen Crowder: Mindless sheep.

Johnny hears something in his earpiece.  

Johnny Suave: Hold on.  A commotion has erupted from outside the arena.

Cut to…

Outside the Arena The camera pans over to the entrance where a group of unruly individuals are attempting to force their way in without tickets.

Johnny Suave: Colleen, it seems these folks thought they could sneak into PCW thanks to President Biden’s ‘open door’ policy. But they quickly found out that doesn’t apply here!

ICE operatives escort several people out of the arena.

The scene switches to Tom Homan and Kristi Noem standing resolutely at the entrance.

Tom Homan: No ticket, no entry. This isn’t a free-for-all like a Bernie Sanders rally!

Kristi Noem: At PCW, we believe in earning your spot. Try putting in some hard work.

As the crowd grows more agitated, Jim Acosta suddenly appears.

Jim Acosta: Tom Homan! Jim Acosta, formerly of CNN. How do you justify this blatant voter suppression?”

Tom Homan: I have no idea what the hell you’re talking about.  These people did not have a ticket to get inside this PCW event and therefore, we are removing them from the premises.

Acosta turns to Kristi Noem but Norah O’Donnell barges in… also with microphone in hand.

Norah O’Donnell:  Kristi Noem! Norah O’Donnell, ex-CBS. Is this part of a larger conspiracy to silence the voice of the people?

Kristi Noem: Norah, I am here to get the dirtbags out of the arena.

Homan and Noem roll their eyes in unison, silently exchanging a knowing look as Acosta and O’Donnell’s absurd questions fly back and forth like ping pong balls. They both resist the urge to scoff or interrupt, recognizing the other’s frustrations. Finally, Homan leans over to Noem.

Tom Homan: Do you think they’ll ever run out of ridiculous questions?

Noem chuckles.

Kristi Noem: Not likely, they seem to have an endless supply.

Back at the commentator’s booth, Colleen shakes her head in disbelief.

Colleen Crowder: This is a shame.  All these people wanted to do was come and watch tonight’s PCW show.

Johnny Suave: Well Colleen, there’s a right way and a wrong way to do that.  Buy your ticket… just like everyone else has to.  Let’s go backstage where Stacey Martin has Kathryn Randall Collins with her.

Cut to…

Kathryn Randall Collins Promo The camera pans to the interview area, where Kathryn Randall Collins stands tall and poised, flanked by the leader of the Progressive Alliance, Charles Robinson-Richards. Her piercing gaze locks onto the camera with unwavering determination.

With a confident smirk, KRC addresses the audience.

Kathryn Randall Collins: Laura Brobert, your time in the spotlight is over. I’ve been dominating this game long before you even knew how to spell ‘politics’. Tonight. I take the next step in taking back the PCW Women’s Title from Catherine Cline and restoring order to the Women’s division.  I have seniority over every other women’s wrestler here in PCW and I should have the women’s title.

KRC and Robinson-Richards exit to head towards the ring.

****************************************************************** MATCH #1: ‘The Ultimate Political Operative’ Kathryn Randall Collins w/Charles Robinson-Richards, ESQ (Progressive Alliance)vs. Laura Brobert (American Patriots)

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The scene shifts to the ring, where Kimber Marshall’s booming voice announces the upcoming match.

Kimber Marshall: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a PCW Women’s Division number one contender’s match! Introducing first, representing the American Patriots – Laura Brobert!

The crowd erupts as the Colorado Gunslinger Laura Brobert storms down the ramp, focused on taking down her rival. She slides into the ring like a coiled spring, ready for battle.

Kimber Marshall: And her opponent…

The anticipation builds as KRC makes her way to the ring with Charles closely behind. But before she can even enter the ring, Laura charges at her with lightning speed.

Kimber Marshall: …she is the ‘Ultimate Political Operative-

WHAM!

Johnny Suave: KRC gets surprised by powerful dropkick. 

KRC reels, pain shooting through her body.

“How’s that for a welcome, you elitist snob?” Laura taunts, reveling in her early advantage.

Colleen Crowder: There’s no reason to taunt her.

Johnny Suave: Collins clearly underestimated Brobert and she got caught napping. 

KRC’s chest heaves as she gasps for air. She scrambles to her feet, her eyes widening as she sees Laura coming at her.

Johnny Suave: Brobert with a barrage of swift and forceful kicks to KRC!

The crowd roars with excitement, cheering on their beloved underdog.

Thinking quickly, KRC counters Laura’s Irish whip attempt with a sharp blow to the gut.

Johnny Suave: And Collins uses her experience to counter the Irish whip.

Colleen Crowder: That’s why she should be the PCW Women’s Champion, Johnny.  Experience.  Seniority.

Charles Robinson-Richards, sensing that his wrestler is in danger, throws a chair into the ring.

Johnny Suave: Robinson-Richards tosses a chair to KRC as she’s ready to take this match to the extreme!

With a twisted grin on her face, KRC grabs the chair, ready to use any means necessary to secure her victory.

Johnny Suave: KRC slams Laura into the corner. She raises the chair…

*WHAP* A sickening thud echoes throughout the arena.

Johnny Suave: …HOLY CRAP!

Colleen Crowder: KRC reacting to the extreme way Brobert started this match, took matters into her own hands and delivered an extreme response.

Johnny Suave: Collins raising that chair again.

*WHAP*

Laura kicks the chair out of KRC’s grasp and sends it crashing into her own face.

Colleen Crowder: WHAT?

Johnny Suave: Laura Brobert turned the tables on the Ultimate Political Operative!

A kaleidoscope of stars explodes in KRC’s vision as Laura seizes the opportunity to unleash a series of punches.

Johnny Suave: BROBERT IS ALL OVER HER!

Colleen Crowder: Come on referee.  She can’t be doing that!

KRC’s eyes narrow, her strategic mind kicking into overdrive.

Johnny Suave: Collins blocks…

She counters Laura’s onslaught with a series of kicks, each one precise and calculated.

Johnny Suave: …and she unleashes a series of rapid-fire kicks and that stops Laura’s momentum.

Colleen Crowder: They don’t call KRC the Ultimate Political Operative for nothing.

Johnny Suave: Laura’s thrown violently to the mat with a snapmare.  KRC with a kick but that is barely blocked by Brobert.

The crowd gasps as KRC goes for the cover, but Laura miraculously kicks out at the last second.

Johnny Suave: Collins went for the surprise pinfall and almost got Laura Brobert.  Laura ducks KRC’s next attack and counters with a barrage of punches. 

The crowd roars as Laura gains momentum and unleashes a devastating uppercut. 

Johnny Suave: KRC just got rocked to her core. But she pokes Laura in the eye…

Colleen Crowder: Experience matters, Johnny.

Johnny Suave: KRC quickly turns the tables and whips Brobert to the ropes…. she sends Laura flying with a back bodydrop.

Colleen Crowder: Now she’s going.  Let’s go KRC!

As she watches Laura struggle to get up, KRC sees her chance to end this match once and for all. She lifts Laura effortlessly into the air and slams her down with a uranage. The impact echoes through the arena.

Johnny Suave: COVER! 

“One! Two!” The ref counts, but…

Johnny Suave: NO!

…again, Laura kicks out at the last second.

Colleen Crowder: Why won’t she just stay down?

With a burst of uncontrollable anger, KRC grabs Laura by the hair. 

Johnny Suave: KRC’s asking the same question.  She tells Charles Robinson-Richards, ESQ to set up a table. 

Robinson-Richards pulls out a table from under the ring and sets it up at ringside. 

Johnny Suave: KRC whips Brobert around and violently flings her over the top rope.

The crowd inhales sharply as they watch in shock as Laura’s body hurtles through the air and crashes down onto a table at ringside, sending splinters flying in all directions.

Johnny Suave: HOLY CRAP!

The audience erupts into deafening cheers and boos as Charles Robinson-Richards smirks, reveling in his brutal attack on his opponent. His perfectly tailored suit remains immaculate as he saunters towards the ring.

Johnny Suave: KRC tossed Laura Brobert over the ropes and through a table!  Oh, now what’s Charles Robinson-Richards doing?

With calculated precision, Charles delivers a ruthless kick to Laura’s ribs, causing her to gasp for air.

Colleen Crowder: Just a subtle reminder that Brobert is going up against the Ultimate Political Operative and that KRC plays to win.

Laura struggles to stand up, but Charles yanks her up by the hair before she can gather her bearings.

“How’s that for flyover country hospitality?” Charles taunts, his tone full of contempt.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Charles forcefully throws her towards the steel ring post.

Johnny Suave: ROBINSON-RICHARDS JUST POSTED LAURA BROBERT! 

The impact is bone-jarring and Brobert crumples to the ground, barely conscious.

The crowd’s reaction is a mix of shock and outrage.

Colleen Crowder: I’m sure these idiots would be cheering if this happened to KRC.

Johnny Suave: Robinson-Richards pulls Brobert up and rolls her back into the ring.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

With a predatory glint in her eye, KRC stalks towards her helpless opponent.

Colleen Crowder: It’s time to end this little charade.

Kathryn locks in her signature submission hold on the mat.

Johnny Suave: PERSONAL POLITICAL DESTRUCTION!

The gogoplata tightens around Laura’s throat.

Johnny Suave: KRC is cutting off her air supply.

Colleen Crowder: Give up. It’s over!

Laura’s mind screams in protest as her body betrays her, and she finds herself frantically tapping out before she passes out from lack of oxygen.

Johnny Suave: And that’s it!  KRC is the number one contender and she will get another rematch with PCW Women’s Champion Catherine Cline! 

Kimber Marshall steps into the ring to make it all neat and tidy.

Kimber Marshall: Your winner of this match is… Kathryn Randall Collins!

Colleen Crowder: Well deserved.  Let’s hope that KRC puts that goody-two-faced-two-shoes Catherine Cline in her place.

A sudden commotion erupted.

Johnny Suave: Wait a minute! It looks like Jim Acosta and Norah O’Donnell are headed to the ring for an interview.  This ought to be good.

Kathryn Randall Collins Promo- Part 2 Jim Acosta and Norah O’Donnell barged onto the scene with microphones in hand like eager soldiers. They pushed and shoved each other, vying for position to get an exclusive interview with KRC.

Jim Acosta: Kathryn! Over here!

Acosta’s hair was perfectly styled despite the chaos.

Jim Acosta: I’ve got this scoop!

O’Donnell wasn’t one to back down.

Norah O’Donnell: Move aside, Jim.

O’Donnel hip-checks Acosta to the side.

Norah O’Donnell: This is my story!

Jim Acosta: No it’s not! 

As they continued their heated argument, KRC snatched a microphone from ringside and turned towards the camera, her eyes blazing with determination.

KRC: Catherine Cline! You may think you’re on top right, but let me tell you something. Your fairy tale is about to come crashing down. Enjoy it while you can.

The crowd roared at the mention of the PCW Women’s Champion.

KRC’s tone turned icy as she continued.

KRC: This isn’t some small town game where everyone gets a trophy. In PCW, you have to earn your spot or you’ll be left behind.

She paused for effect, letting her words sink in.

KRC: You should have waited your turn.  I have seniority.  I’ve done my time here. And right now, Cline, your time is up. It’s time for you to step aside and let a true political operative show you how it’s done.

With a dramatic toss of the microphone, KRC confidently walked away as Acosta and O’Donnell realized they had missed their opportunity and resumed their argument with even more intensity.

Johnny Suave: KRC with the win and a warning for PCW Women’s Champion Catherine Cline.  We’ll be back with more after these commercial messages.

Cut to…

AOC Door Dash Commercial Suddenly, the PCW broadcast abruptly cuts to a sleek, modern kitchen with clean white countertops and stainless steel appliances. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez stands tall in front of a camera, her curly hair perfectly coiffed and her bright red lipstick popping against her flawless complexion. She flashes a mischievous grin that seems almost too perfect.

AOC: Tired of the mundane 9-to-5 grind?  

AOC’s voice is full of infectious enthusiasm.

AOC: Well, Do I have the perfect side hustle for you! It lets me fight for justice and deliver mouth-watering meals all at once!

The scene shifts to AOC zipping through bustling city streets on a shiny red bicycle, a DoorDash bag securely strapped to her back. She skids to a stop outside a towering high-rise building.

AOC: With DoorDash, it’s not just about delivering food. 

She gives a sly wink at the camera.

AOC: I’m serving up a side of social justice with every single order!

As she hands an awestruck customer their meal, AOC launches into an impromptu speech about income inequality and the struggles faced by working-class Americans. The customer, with a mouthful of burger, can only nod in bewildered agreement.

AOC continues, now shown effortlessly juggling multiple takeout containers while balancing on her bike.

AOC: And the best part? Not only am I spreading awareness about climate change while reducing my carbon footprint, but I’m also supporting local restaurants and small businesses!

The commercial ends with AOC beaming ear-to-ear, surrounded by a diverse group of fellow DoorDash drivers who are clearly inspired by her passionate message.

AOC: Join the revolution… or delivery service… today!

A quick voiceover adds: “AOC not included with standard DoorDash membership. Additional fees may apply for unexpected political lectures.”

Cut to…

Main Street USA Interview As the cameras sweep through the bustling arena, two reporters, Jim Acosta and Norah O’Donnell, jostle for position as they approach their next interviewees, Mike the Mechanic and Sarah Mae Smith. The tension between them is tangible, their competitive energy crackling in the air.

Acosta thrusts his microphone forward aggressively, eager to get the first question in.

Jim Acosta: Mike, can you respond to allegations that your wrench-wielding tactics are a subtle metaphor for undermining democracy?

Not wanting to be outdone, O’Donnell quickly interjects with her own question.

Norah O’Donnell: And Sarah, sources have been saying that you use your ‘All-American Girl’ image to push a regressive agenda. What do you have to say about that?

Mike looks confused, his grease-stained fingers leaving smudges on his overalls as he scratches his head.

Mike the Mechanic: I just fix cars, folks.

Sarah Mae Smith: And wrestle.

Mike the Mechanic: Yeah.  That too.

Sarah’s warm smile falters slightly at O’Donnell’s accusatory tone.

Sarah Mae Smith: As for you… now hold on there. I’m just here to wrestle and represent good ol’ Main Street values.

But Acosta persists, not letting Sarah off the hook.

Jim Acosta: But isn’t your idea of ‘Main Street’ just a code for-

O’Donnell jumps back in before he can finish his thought.

Norah O’Donnell: How do you reconcile your supposed ‘family values’ with the violence of wrestling?

Mike and Sarah exchange bewildered glances at each other. Sarah thinks to herself, These city folks sure have a strange way of talking. Don’t they know we’re just here to put on a good show?

Feeling out of place and uncomfortable with the heavy accusations being thrown around, Mike mutters under his breath, “Maybe I should’ve stayed in the garage.”

***

Hollywood Burbank Airport- Burbank, California-Later On Gavin Newsom’s eyes dart to the sky, searching for any sign of the PCW CEO’s plane. His mind races with potential conversation starters. Should he lead with climate change? Immigration? The proper way to apply self-tanner? Or maybe the fire situation in LA.

A bead of sweat trickles down his temple. He wipes it away, grimacing.

He glances at his watch, an expensive timepiece that suddenly feels like a lead weight on his wrist. Time seems to crawl by at an agonizing pace.

Gavin Newsom: Maybe I should have brought a gift.  What do you get for the man who claims to have everything? A moral compass?

He chuckles at his own joke, then immediately regrets it. What if Trump heard? Would he turn the plane around? Oh *BLEEP*.

***

Late Night Comedians PSA The screen flickers to life with a somber piano melody. A disheveled Jimmy Kimmel appears, huddled in the corner of a dimly lit studio.

Narrator: Every day, late-night hosts suffer in silence. Their once-vibrant shows now reduced to echo chambers of despair.

The camera pans across empty seats where Seth Meyers sits alone, feebly attempting to deliver a monologue to no one.

Narrator: With Trump’s victory, these endangered creatures face a crisis. Their ratings plummet, leaving them starved for attention and validation.

Stephen Colbert is seen scrounging through a dumpster marked “Leftover Trump Jokes,” his suit tattered and stained.

Narrator: But you can help. For just pennies a day, you can sponsor a late-night host, providing them with the essential Trump zingers and resistance rhetoric they need to survive.

Sarah McLachlan’s “Angel” swells as the camera lingers on Jimmy Kimmel, tears streaming down his face as he clutches a framed photo of himself with Obama.

Narrator:  Please, call now. Don’t let their voices be silenced.

“In the arms of an angel, fly away from here…

***

John Fetterman’s Wearhouse Commercial The camera pans across a warehouse filled with racks of identical hooded sweatshirts and basketball shorts. John Fetterman, towering at 6’8″ and sporting his signature bald head and goatee, stands center frame in a black hoodie and cargo shorts.

Fetterman grins at the camera.

John Fetterman: Most men think it makes more sense to rent a tuxedo than to buy one for formal occasions… but not me.

He gestures expansively at the sea of casual wear behind him.

John Fetterman: Welcome to John Fetterman’s Wearhouse, where comfort meets class.

He grabs a measuring tape and approaches a customer,.

John Fetterman: Everyone needs a good hoodie. Or ten.

As he measures, Fetterman continues his pitch.

John Fetterman: You can wear these clothes over and over again. They’re durable, versatile, and most importantly- comfortable.

A customer walks in and Fetterman’s eyes light up.

John Fetterman: Perfect timing! Let’s get you fitted.

He bustles over to the customer, measuring tape at the ready. The customer looks around, confused but too polite to object as Fetterman measures the inseam.

John Fetterman: Now, these outfits are 100% fitted to you perfectly and cost little in these inflationary times.

The customer nods slowly, still unsure.

Customer: Well, I reckon that’s important. Times are tough.

Fetterman beams, handing John a set of shorts and a hoodie.

John Fetterman: Try these on. You’ll feel like you’re wearing a cloud.

The customer hesitantly takes the clothes to a changing room.

Fetterman just smiles.

John Fetterman: In politics and fashion, never underestimate the power of comfort.

The changing room curtain swishes open, revealing the customer decked out in Fetterman’s signature hoodie and shorts combo. He steps out, tugging at the unfamiliar attire, a mix of confusion and unexpected comfort on his face, rotating his shoulders.

Customer:  Well, I’ll be. It’s like wearing a field of cotton.

Fetterman beams, clapping him on the back.

John Fetterman: See? Comfort meets practicality!

A stream of satisfied customers flows past, all sporting various shades of hoodies and shorts. They high-five Fetterman as they exit, grinning from ear to ear.

John Fetterman: The best thing about it is you know exactly who wore it last.”

But before Fetterman can elaborate further, a booming voice cuts through the air. It’s Johnny Suave, PCW’s play-by-play announcer, suddenly appearing in frame.

Johnny Suave: John Fetterman’s Wearhouse! Where comfort meets… whatever this is!

Fetterman turns to the camera, his grin wide and slightly manic.

John Fetterman: I guarantee you’re going to like the way you look.

As the commercial fades to black…

John Fetterman: Or at least, you’ll be too comfortable to care!

Cut back to:

Johnny Suave: It is time for tonight’s main event.  Let’s go to Kimber Marshall in the ring.

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MAIN EVENT: Neal Conn-making foreign policy as paramount responsibility of government, seeing the need for the U.S. acting as the world’s sole superpower as indispensable to establishing, maintaining global order(American Patriots) w/Defense Expert Hallie Burton-protector of the military-industrial complex vs.

Mike the Mechanic (Main Street USA) w/Tequila Sheila

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The anticipation in the arena was palpable as Kimber Marshall’s commanding voice echoed through the stadium.

Kimber Marshall: Ladies and gentlemen, get ready for our highly anticipated main event!

The crowd erupted into a deafening roar, their cheers drowning out any lingering doubts about the outcome of the match. Kimber stood tall in her dazzling ring announcer attire, her every movement exuding confidence and showmanship.

Kimber Marshall: In this corner, representing the American Patriots, with his defense expert Hallie Burton-protector of the military-industrial complex by his side… Neal Conn-making foreign policy as paramount responsibility of government, seeing the need for the U.S. acting as the world’s sole superpower as indispensable to establishing, maintaining global order!

Conn’s cocky grin sent shivers down Mike’s spine as he strutted down the ramp, his eyes never leaving his opponent.

As Kimber continued to build up the tension with her dramatic delivery, she introduced Mike’s opponent.

Kimber Marshall: And in the other corner, hailing from Main Street USA and accompanied by Tequila Sheila… Mike the Mechanic!

Johnny Suave: Neal Conn versus Mike the Mechanic.  Conn has been very critical of our new CEO of PCW Donald Trump.

Colleen Crowder: And with good reason… even though I don’t think their support during the 2024 Extreme Election Night helped the Progressive Alliance very much.

The bell rang, signaling the start of the match.

Johnny Suave: Here we go!  Conn wastes no time launching into a barrage of swift kicks and chops and Mike struggles to keep up.

With each blow connecting, Mike could feel his muscles tightening and burning with effort. He thought to himself, Well, I guess we’re skipping the warm-up round!

Johnny Suave: Conn drives Mike back into the corner with a brutal knee to the gut.

Mike gasped for air and muttered under his breath, “This ain’t like fixing a transmission!”

But before he could catch his breath or regain his footing, Conn was already on him again with an onslaught of punishing strikes. Mike’s head was spinning as he desperately tried to come up with a plan.

Johnny Suave: It is ALL Neal Conn and Mike the Mechanic is in trouble- HAYMAKER TO CONN! 

Suddenly, Mike the Mechanic had seen an opening and threw a wild haymaker at Conn. To his surprise, it landed solidly on his opponent’s jaw, momentarily stunning him.

Colleen Crowder: That came out of right field.

But before Mike could capitalize on the opportunity, Conn had regained control and locked in a boot choke, cutting off Mike’s air supply.

Johnny Suave: Conn got caught but he comes right back with a blatant choke to Mike the Mechanic.

“One! Two! Three! Four!” The referee’s voice broke through the chaos, forcing Conn to release the hold. Mike gasped for air as he struggled to stand back up. 

Johnny Suave: Mike gets back to his feet… and Conn unleashes another barrage of attacks… he drives his knee into Mike’s midsection with unrelenting force.

The crowd winced with every impact, but none more so than Tequila Sheila, who shrieked at the referee to do something about it.

Tequila Sheila: Come on, ref! Do your damn job!

Conn resumed his boot chokehold and Mike’s vision started to blur as he desperately fought for air.

Johnny Suave: This isn’t a carburetor he can just tinker with.  He’s in big trouble. 

Mike struggles to break free from Conn’s grasp. But with each passing second, his chances of victory seemed to slip further away.

Johnny Suave: It’s not looking good for Mike the Mechanic- WHOA!

With a sudden burst of adrenaline, Mike’s fist connects with the side of Conn’s face, causing him to stumble back.

Johnny Suave: Again… out of nowhere… Mike the Mechanic catches Neal Conn with a burst-… HALLIE BURTON! 

Hallie Burton slyly reaches through the ropes and delivers a swift, low blow to Mike’s most sensitive region.

Johnny Suave: OHHHH! 

“Ugh!” Mike groans in agony, doubling over from the unexpected hit.

Johnny Suave: In any other company, that’s a clear violation of the rules! In PCW, it’s not.

Taking advantage of Mike’s weakened state, Conn launches into a powerful dropkick that sends Mike flying across the ring. As Mike struggles to regain his composure, Conn follows up with a series of relentless kicks to his back.

Johnny Suave: Neal Conn is all over Mike the Mechanic now. 

With precision and skill, Conn executes his devastating move- the Neocon Neckbreaker, leaving Mike crumpled on the mat. The referee slaps the canvas three times, signaling the end of the match.

Johnny Suave: And that will do it.  Neal Conn with the win.

Kimber Marshall: The winner of this match is… NEAL CONN- making foreign policy as paramount responsibility of government, seeing the need for the U.S. acting as the world’s sole superpower as indispensable to establishing, maintaining global order!

Amidst cheers and applause from the audience, Conn grabs a microphone. His eyes burn with unbridled anger.

Neal Conn: Pete Hegseth! Do you know who you’re dealing with?  Do you think you can come into our world and preach about peace and reform and taking money away from the military industrial complex? Well, I’ve got news for you. Your weak policies won’t hold up here very long!

Conn drops the microphone and he and Hallie Burton- protector of the Military Industrial Complex, make their way back up the ramp. 

SFX-the screen goes static and crackling.

Pulp Fiction Videos The scene abruptly shifts to a dimly lit studio. Selena Gomez, her once-perfect makeup now smudged and running down her cheeks, sits in front of the camera. She sobs uncontrollably, her body heaving with emotion as she cries out, her voice filled with despair.

Selena Gomez: They…they just turned them away! No tickets, no entry! It’s so unfair!”

“Cut!” the director’s voice echoes through the studio.

Director: Selena, we need more emotion. Think about something that really breaks your heart.

Selena gives him a ‘look.’

SFX-the screen goes static and crackling.

The camera pans to reveal pop singer Jewel, looking uncomfortable and apologetic.

Jewel: I just wanted to say sorry for playing at the RFK Jr. gathering.  It was a mistake on my part and-

But before she can finish…

*BLAM*

Carrie Underwood… who sang a fantastic acapella version of ‘America the Beautiful’ at PCW CEO Donald Trump’s installation… blasts Jewel over the head with a guitar. 

SFX-the screen goes static and crackling.

…cut back to Selena, who is now wailing even louder than before.

Selena Gomez: Those poor ticketless masses!

She screams, tears streaming down her face.

Selena Gomez: How will they ever experience the joy of PCW?

Director: Cut again! That’s better, Selena. One more time, with even more emotion!

SFX-the screen goes static and crackling.

The screen changes to show Colorado Representative Dan Crow outside the arena, his face flushed with anger.

Dan Crow: I will not stand for PCW CEO Donald Trump’s mass deportation of ticketless attendees!” he declares passionately. “This is an outrage, a violation of-

Suddenly, a black SUV screeches into the frame and Tom Homan jumps out, his expression determined and unwavering. Without hesitation, he charges straight at Crow and knocks him out of the way with a powerful shove.

Dan Crow: …owwwww.

SFX-the screen goes static and crackling.

The screen flickers to Gracie McAvay, no more than four feet tall, storming into frame with the ferocity of a pint-sized hurricane, her eyes blazing with precocious indignation. The camera shakes ever so slightly, capturing every stomp as she makes her way towards the stoic figure of Mitch McConnell. Gracie’s voice pierces the backstage hum, her tiny fists clenched at her sides.

Gracie McAvay: HOW DARE YOU, Senator McConnell! How DARE you vote against Pete Hegseth’s confirmation?

McConnell, half-lost in shadows, doesn’t flinch. His expression remains rigid, his gaze fixed on some distant point beyond the camera’s reach, or maybe beyond reason itself.

Gracie’s brow furrows and she steps closer, her suspicion evident. She reaches out and raps her knuckles against McConnell’s leg with a hollow thud.

Gracie McAvay: Wait… he’s an animatronic Mitch McConnell?” she questions, her voice tinged with disbelief and a touch of betrayal.

The camera zooms in on McConnell’s face, still impassive, his eyes unfocused—eerily lifelike yet unmistakably artificial. The faint whirring of hidden mechanics is the only response to Gracie’s accusation, the satire cutting deeper than any verbal jab.

“Cut!” a voice off-camera calls out, but the moment lingers, the line between reality and parody blurring as the clip cuts…

SFX-the screen goes static and crackling.

The camera cuts back to Selena Gomez, her eyes now red and swollen from crying. She takes a deep breath and channels every ounce of her acting skills into one final performance.

Selena Gomez: The injustice…the cruelty…

She sobs dramatically, her hands clutching at her chest as she falls to her knees.

Selena Gomez: I can’t bear it!

A disembodied hand appears, holding out a golden statuette. Selena’s eyes widen in surprise and confusion as she blinks through her tears, mascara still streaking her face. She is then awarded with an Oscar for her powerful portrayal of despair and injustice.

SFX-the screen goes static and crackling.

Back in the arena, Johnny Suave’s voice crackles with excitement.

Johnny Suave: Well folks.  That’s going to be all for this week’s edition of PCW Extreme Political TV-

Jim Acosta and Norah O’Donnell burst into view, trading vicious verbal jabs as they brawl down the ramp towards the ring. Acosta dives through the ropes with O’Donnell hot on his heels.

Johnny Suave: Ladies and gentlemen, we have an unexpected development!

Colleen Crowder’s jaw drops in horror.

Colleen Crowder: Johnny, this is madness!  Two great journalists reduced to…

Acosta hits O’Donnell with a flying tackle. 

Colleen buries her face in her hands.

Colleen Crowder: …this?

Johnny Suave: WE’VE GOT AN IMPROMPTU MATCH! 

******************************************************************

IMPROMPTU MAIN EVENT:

Jim Acosta (formerly of CNN) vs. Norah O’Donnell (formerly of CBS)

******************************************************************

The ring is a tumultuous sea of egos, as two fierce competitors, Jim Acosta and Norah O’Donnell, circle each other like sharks stalking their prey. The tension between them crackles like electricity, their eyes locked in a silent war of wills.

Colleen Crowder: No!  This is wrong!  Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! 

Johnny Suave: Norah taunts Acosta, her voice dripping with disdain as she leans back against the ropes.

Acosta’s jaw tightens, his frustration boiling over at being constantly ridiculed while others bask in the limelight. Norah’s eyes narrow dangerously, her competitive spirit ignited.

Norah O’Donnell: Come on, tough guy.  

She sneers at Acosta, tapping her chin mockingly.

Norah O’Donnell: Take your best shot. I’ll even give you a freebie.

Acosta’s fist clenches at his side, the temptation to shut her up once and for all almost too much to resist. But he hesitates, questioning if this is really who he wants to be – a hot-headed fighter in a game of verbal jousting.

Johnny Suave: She’s practically begging him to hit her.

Norah leans in close to Acosta, her breath hot on his ear and says something that causes Acosta to snap. His face flushes crimson as anger overwhelms reason. He whirls away from Norah in an attempt to regain control.

Johnny Suave: Did she just call him what I think she called him?  

Colleen Crowder: I thought they were talking about her pet cat.

In that moment of distraction, Norah seizes her opportunity. She slyly pulls a metal cookie sheet from beneath her blouse, a mischievous grin spreading across her face as she readies herself for the next round of this fierce competition.

Acosta spins back, fist flying in a wild haymaker. *SMACK* The sound of flesh meeting metal echoes through the arena. Acosta yelps, shaking his throbbing hand.

Before he can recover, Norah swings again. *SMACK* The cookie sheet connects with Acosta’s head, sending him staggering.

The crowd erupts in a deafening roar, their bloodlust satiated by this surreal battle of media titans turned wrestlers.

As Acosta struggles to stay upright through the pain and humiliation, he staggers towards the ropes, his vision blurred and head pounding. O’Donnell stalks him like a predator, cookie sheet raised high.

O’Donnell brings the cookie sheet down with a resounding *SMACK*.

The impact sends Acosta careening into the ropes, where he hangs, draped and defenseless. O’Donnell winds up again, her eyes gleaming with a mix of triumph and barely contained glee.

*SMACK*

Acosta recoils, a guttural cry escaping his lips as he clutches his back.

He whips around, desperate to mount some kind of defense, but O’Donnell is relentless.

*SMACK*

The cookie sheet connects with his chest, sending him stumbling backward. His legs feel like jelly, his once-crisp suit now a crumpled, sweat-stained mess.

Johnny Suave: Ladies and gentlemen, we’re witnessing the complete dismantling of Jim Acosta’s career… and possibly his skeletal structure!

O’Donnell steps in, her face a mask of determination and winds up for the coup de grâce.

*SMACK*

The final blow sends Acosta sailing over the top rope and plummets towards the floor.

Johnny Suave: That’s all the time we have, folks! Tune in next week for more PCW Extreme Political action!

The last image is of Colleen, her head in her hands, as chaos reigns in the ring behind her.

One More Time at the Hollywood Burbank Airport in Los Angeles The roar of jet engines fills the air as Trump’s gleaming private plane descends from the sky, its massive form blotting out the sun. Gavin Newsom’s eyes widen in disbelief. His practiced smile faltering.

Gavin Newsom: Oh god, it’s actually happening. 

The plane barrels down the runway, showing no signs of slowing. Newsom’s heart pounds as he realizes it’s coming straight for him. Newsom thinks, frozen in place.

Gavin Newsom: He wouldn’t… would he?

The jet’s wheels screech as they hit the tarmac. It hurtles closer, Trump’s grinning face visible in the cockpit window.

Gavin Newsom: Oh *BLEEP*!

Newsom finally snaps out of his daze, turns, and takes off running, his carefully coiffed hair whipping in the wind. The ground trembles beneath his feet as the plane bears down on him.

Gavin Newsom: I knew I should’ve sent the Lieutenant Governor!

Newsom sprints for his life.

Gavin Newsom: THAT’S NOT FUNNY, DONALD!

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CW Gotham Knights - Harvey Dent & Misha Collins Tribute - In My Blood (Fanvid)

by egoismt My tribute to the beloved D. A. Harvey Dent, and the amazing actor Misha Collins. This took me about 3 days to plan, search for materials, and edit. As a diehard Misha fan, this shows what kind of fighter Harvey was. Hope you'll like it. Enjoy! :) 為紀念 DA Harvey Dent，和感謝出色的演員 Misha Collins，花了三天剪輯完成的作品。身為死忠 Misha 粉，這影片展現出 Harvey 是個怎樣的戰士，希望各位喜歡~ ^^ Words: 207, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 15 of CW Gotham Knights Fanvids Fandoms: Gotham Knights (TV 2023) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/M, Gen Characters: Harvey Dent, 哈維丹特 - Character, Two-Face, Two Face, Fugue Harvey, 雙面人 - Character, Rebecca March, Lincoln March, Mayor Hamilton Hill, Commissioner Soto, Dr. Chase Meridian, Cressida Clarke, Turner Hayes, Duela Dent, Harper Row, Cullen Row, Batman, Bruce Wayne, The Court of Owls Relationships: Harvey Dent/Rebecca March Additional Tags: CW Gotham Knights, Gotham Knights, 哥譚騎士, misha - Freeform, Misha Collins - Freeform, Lauren Stamile - Freeform, Damon Dayoub - Freeform, Randall Newsome, Deja Dee, Grace Junot, K.K. Moggie - Freeform, Oscar Morgan - Freeform, Olivia Rose Keegan - Freeform, Fallon Smythe - Freeform, Tyler DiChiara - Freeform, batbrats, ZaddyDent, Save Gotham Knights, Fanvid, In My Blood, The Score - Freeform, dc, The CW, 剪輯 via https://ift.tt/uxw7Oij

[nenefashion3]

MVP Kamala's schedule for June 30th

 With no none public events for Monday 28th and Tuesday 29th, on Wednesday Madam Vice President took part and delivered opening remarks at the UN’s Generation Equality Forum, “a global gathering for gender equality convened by UN Women in a live speech. The forum was co-hosted by the Governments of Mexico and France in partnership with youth and civil society.

Photo Credit: White House/Youtube

According to the United Nations: The Forum kicked off in Mexico City in March and will culminate in Paris from 30 June to 2 July 2021, launching a series of concrete, ambitious and transformative actions to achieve immediate and irreversible progress towards gender equality. The event also marked the 25th anniversary of the United Nations Fourth World Conference on Women in Beijing.

Vice President Harris lead the U.S. virtual delegation to the Generation Equality Forum in Paris, and provided live opening remarks alongside co-hosts French President Emmanuel Macron, Mexican President Andrés Manuel López Obrador and U.N. Secretary General António Guterres. 

2) In the afternoon, Vice President Harris joined President Biden in the South Court Auditorium for a meeting with some Western Governors to discuss ways and briefings to address this year’s current and upcoming severe fire danger, titled "Western Wildfires."

They were accompanied by Cabinet officials, and private sector partners to discuss the devastating intersection of drought, heat, and wildfires in the Western United States, and strengthening prevention, preparedness and response efforts for this wildfire season

Cabinet Officials who attended were:

Secretary of the Interior, Deb Haaland

Energy Department's Secretary Jennifer Granholm,

White House National Climate Advisor Gina McCarthy 

White House's Chief of Staff, Ron Klein

Deputy secretary of Defense Kathleen Holland Hicks 

EPA Administrator Michael Regan,

Elizabeth Sherwood-Randall  who serves as the Homeland Security Advisor for U.S. President Joe Biden

Secretary of Homeland Security, Alejandro Mayorkas

Tom Vilsack, SECRETARY OF AGRICULTURE

 Governors attending were: 

Gavin Newsom of California, 

Jared Polis of Colorado, 

Michelle Lynn Lujan Grisham of New Mexico, 

Steve Sisolak of Nevada, 

Kate Brown of Oregon, 

Spencer James Cox of Utah, 

Jay Robert Inslee of Washington 

Mark Gordon of Wyoming 

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God’s judgment and measurement (2)

OBAMA Donald Trump Joe Biden Jerry Brown Gavin Newsom Kevin Johnson Darrell Steinberg Stephen Harper Justin Trudeau Lee Hsien Loong Hu Jintao and Xi Jinping:

Due to Jesus Christ’s judgment, you will either got to hell or become an animal in 3rd world countries for your next lives because there is no SPCA there!

Now I quote from John 3:35: The Father loves the Son and has given all things into his hand.

John 5:22: The Father judges no one, but has given all judgment to the Son.

Why? Because they work in concert to treat me as an animal and blind their eyes.

Next why? From John 7:2: For with the judgment you pronounce you will be judged, and with the measure you use it will be measured to you.

Inside note: Here I just give more examples “How does God respond to my postings because Jesus says, ‘write what you see.’” Next why? Because from John 8:32: And you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free. Moreover, Jesus uses word “truly” many times from Gospel.

Coincident or God’s will, let people of International Community make up their own minds.

1) On 6/23/2021, I posted “Character Assassination” on FB with note “If Americans do not work together to rescue national symbol ‘The Statue of Liberty’, it will be collapsed sooner or later because it has been heavily shaken by America 7 junk leaders-OBAMA Donald Trump Joe Biden Jerry Brown Gavin Newsom Kevin Johnson and Darrell Steinberg.” Then on 6/24/2021, 12-story condo in Surfside collapsed partially not entirely. Why not entirely? If that’s the case, it means “The country nature of America is changed from ‘Democracy’ to ‘Dictatorship’” Next why? God gives hope to Americans and ask them to stand up and speak out against “Abuse, corruption, discrimination, incompetence, coward, hypocrisy”. Next why square? Two 4 mean 4 national governments (China, Singapore, Canada and U.S) and 4 local governments (BC governments and City of Vancouver of Canada and California State government and City of Sacramento) against me.

2) I also said, “Russia has ‘nerve agent’”, then on 6/24/2021 report from BBC, “Russia is experiencing 3rd wave of Covid-19 surge and more than 20,000 cases yesterday due to Delta variant.” Or coincident again? Moreover, on 6/29/2021, “652 death toll of Covid-19 at overnight (Biggest number) in Russia” from NPR.

Well, International Community tells me “America has ‘nerve agent’ too” even I do not have proof of “mysterious diseases” for more than 8 years in America.

3) On 6/28/2021, I posted “Jury v. Canadian governments” on Justin Trudeau’s FB but it was blocked. Justin Trudeau violated “Canadian Charters of Rights and Freedoms”. Then on 6/30/2021, more than 486 death toll from heat wave in British Columbia (Many from Vancouver), plus crop damage and wildfires.

Here I recalled, 2010 Vancouver Winter Olympic Game. There was no snows in Whistler. Canada government spent huge money to get snows. Moreover, one Russia athlete died on the first day (Unprecedented in world Winter Olympic Game).

Well, Justin Trudeau can find excuse of “Climate change”. Partially true. But why happened in that game? Moreover, did athlete died on the first day link “Climate change”? In addition, why heat wave caused near 500 death, plus crop damage and wildfires happened in BC, especially in Vancouver before Canada Day (Jul/01/2021)? Because I was treated badly by BC government and City of Vancouver. Or coincident again?

See, the whole town of Lytton of BC was burned, the same as whole town of Paradise of California was burned. Coincident again?

Inside note: I lived in Vancouver for more than 5 years and experienced only a couple days of temperature around 30C.

4) The explosive tragedy in Lebanon (more than 135 death toll and more than 5,000 wounded) by stored Nitrogen since year 2013 causes global attention (Report from NPR on 8/6/2020)

See, in year 2013, I came here to seek political asylum against Canadian governments Singapore government and China government.

5) Randall Stephen’s birthday is April of 22 (422). He was ex-CEO of AT&T and Boy Scouts of America.

See, AT&T has conspired with 4 national governments to discredit me and added salts to my deeply wounded by 4 national governments. Then it has corrupted California Judicial Branch to dismiss my lawsuit against it with prejudice.

Boy Scouts of America filed bankruptcy under Chapter 11 but pay huge compensation to victims.

Or coincident again?

6) I am tired of listing more examples. But I want to say I lived in building 211 in Singapore. The first 11 counts against China government Singapore government and Canadian governments (Canada, BC government and City of Vancouver), and second 11 counts against American governments (U.S, California State and City of Sacramento).

[nathanielbellows]

Today, March 30th, is the release of my new album, SWAN AND WOLF ! The album is ten new songs accompanied by ten of my illustrations, and features musical contributions from Timo Andres, David Garland, Michael Hammond, Kid Millions, and Padma Newsome. So far we've had four track premieres and some really nice responses. Today, this nice review (below) came in at BlogCritics:

"The tracks on Swan and Wolf ... encompass a sublime poetic grace that's at once expressive, romantic, introspective, and profound."

-- Read Randall Radic's entire review HERE

You can learn more about the record--music, lyrics, artwork, reviews, purchasing info (CD, digital, limited edition book of illustrations and lyrics)--on the SWAN AND WOLF website.

And you can listen to the entire album HERE on Soundcloud.

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Heart of the Darkness (Fanvid) Lyrics Translation

黑暗之心　歌詞英翻中

將自己剪輯的影片，歌詞翻譯成中文，歡迎指正，Enjoy~ :)

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1 00:00:26,184 --> 00:00:29,334 ♪ 黃金之眼 ♪

♪ Golden eyes ♪

2 00:00:29,334 --> 00:00:33,334 ♪ 看著我們的每一步 ♪

♪ Watching our every move ♪

3 00:00:33,334 --> 00:00:36,767 ♪ 失去時間 ♪

♪ Losing time ♪

4 00:00:36,767 --> 00:00:39,750 ♪ 日月皆無 ♪

♪ Without the sun or moon ♪

5 00:00:39,750 --> 00:00:46,634 ♪ 陰影甚至無法觸地 ♪

♪ Shadows they can't even touch the ground ♪

6 00:00:46,634 --> 00:00:54,234 ♪ 這樓梯迴旋向更深處 ♪

♪ This staircase is spiraling deeper down ♪

7 00:00:54,234 --> 00:00:58,067 ♪ 我們身處黑暗之心 ♪

♪ Here we are in the heart of the darkness ♪

8 00:00:58,067 --> 00:01:01,650 ♪ 我們身處黑暗之心 ♪

♪ Here we are in the heart of the darkness ♪

9 00:01:01,650 --> 00:01:05,100 ♪ 你感覺身體顫抖 ♪

♪ You feel your body shake ♪

10 00:01:05,100 --> 00:01:08,900 ♪ 恐懼如魅影四伏 ♪

♪ Fear like a phantom waits ♪

11 00:01:08,900 --> 00:01:12,567 ♪ 我們身處黑暗之心 ♪

♪ Here we are in the heart of the darkness ♪

12 00:01:12,567 --> 00:01:15,900 ♪ 我們身處黑暗之心 ♪

♪ Here we are in the heart of the darkness ♪

13 00:01:15,900 --> 00:01:20,350 ♪ 撐住　我們必須勇敢 ♪

♪ Hold fast, we must be brave ♪

14 00:01:20,350 --> 00:01:23,500 ♪ 在黑暗之心 ♪

♪ In the heart of the darkness ♪

15 00:01:27,567 --> 00:01:31,467 ♪ 在黑暗之心 ♪

♪ In the heart of the darkness ♪

16 00:01:37,834 --> 00:01:41,417 ♪ 靜默吞噬了我們 ♪

♪ The quiet, it swallows us ♪

17 00:01:41,417 --> 00:01:44,867 ♪ 有什麼等在角落 ♪

♪ What's waiting around the corner ♪

18 00:01:44,867 --> 00:01:48,417 ♪ 感官無法信任 ♪

♪ Senses we cannot trust ♪

19 00:01:48,417 --> 00:01:51,350 ♪ 被看不見的驚悚捕捉 ♪

♪ Hunted by unseen horrors ♪

20 00:01:51,350 --> 00:01:55,584 ♪ 陰影現在無法接近我們 ♪

♪ Shadows they can't even reach us now ♪

21 00:01:58,334 --> 00:02:06,000 ♪ 沒有絲毫亮光能帶我們出逃　沒有 ♪

♪ There's no speck of light that can lead us out, no ♪

22 00:02:06,000 --> 00:02:09,700 ♪ 我們身處黑暗之心 ♪

♪ Here we are in the heart of the darkness ♪

23 00:02:09,700 --> 00:02:13,450 ♪ 我們身處黑暗之心 ♪

♪ Here we are in the heart of the darkness ♪

24 00:02:13,450 --> 00:02:16,967 ♪ 你感覺身體顫抖 ♪

♪ You feel your body shake ♪

25 00:02:16,967 --> 00:02:20,517 ♪ 恐懼如魅影四伏 ♪

♪ Fear like a phantom waits ♪

26 00:02:20,517 --> 00:02:24,067 ♪ 我們身處黑暗之心 ♪

♪ Here we are in the heart of the darkness ♪

27 00:02:24,067 --> 00:02:27,667 ♪ 我們身處黑暗之心 ♪

♪ Here we are in the heart of the darkness ♪

28 00:02:27,667 --> 00:02:32,284 ♪ 撐住　我們必須勇敢 ♪

♪ Hold fast, we must be brave ♪

29 00:02:32,284 --> 00:02:35,250 ♪ 在黑暗之心 ♪

♪ In the heart of the darkness ♪

30 00:02:39,367 --> 00:02:43,234 ♪ 在黑暗之心 ♪

♪ In the heart of the darkness ♪

31 00:02:50,084 --> 00:02:57,434 ♪ 我幾乎能看見光 ♪

♪ I can almost see the light ♪

32 00:02:57,434 --> 00:03:00,634 ♪ 我幾乎能看見光 ♪

♪ I could almost see the light ♪

33 00:03:00,634 --> 00:03:04,367 ♪ 而後它消失了　消失了 ♪

♪ Then it's gone, gone ♪

34 00:03:04,367 --> 00:03:11,534 ♪ 我幾乎能看見光 ♪

♪ I can almost see the light ♪

35 00:03:11,534 --> 00:03:15,150 ♪ 我幾乎能看見光 ♪

♪ I could almost see the light ♪

36 00:03:15,150 --> 00:03:17,150 ♪ 而後它消失了 ♪

♪ Then it's gone ♪

37 00:03:17,667 --> 00:03:21,484 ♪ 我們身處黑暗之心 ♪

♪ Here we are in the heart of the darkness ♪

38 00:03:21,484 --> 00:03:24,867 ♪ 我們身處黑暗之心 ♪

♪ Here we are in the heart of the darkness ♪

39 00:03:24,867 --> 00:03:28,484 ♪ 你感覺身體顫抖 ♪

♪ You feel your body shake ♪

40 00:03:28,484 --> 00:03:32,167 ♪ 恐懼如魅影四伏 ♪

♪ Fear like a phantom waits ♪

41 00:03:32,167 --> 00:03:35,817 ♪ 我們身處黑暗之心 ♪

♪ Here we are in the heart of the darkness ♪

42 00:03:35,817 --> 00:03:39,384 ♪ 我們身處黑暗之心 ♪

♪ Here we are in the heart of the darkness ♪

43 00:03:39,384 --> 00:03:43,767 ♪ 撐住　我們必須勇敢 ♪

♪ Hold fast, we must be brave ♪

44 00:03:43,767 --> 00:03:46,834 ♪ 在黑暗之心 ♪

♪ In the heart of the darkness ♪

45 00:03:51,100 --> 00:03:55,434 ♪ 在黑暗之心 ♪

♪ In the heart of the darkness ♪

46 00:03:58,484 --> 00:04:02,017 ♪ 在黑暗之心 ♪

♪ In the heart of the darkness ♪

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BGM: Heart of the Darkness (feat. Sam Tinnesz) - Tommee Profitt

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HpCHsO6cwx8