#south brent

[juliansummerhayes]

Out on the saunter.

[kuchipark]

Why does Trey Parker pose like that giant man-baby from cloudy with a chance of meatballs in nearly every picture of him??

[mh777p]

SOUTH PARK DATA GO BRRRR🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 (my fav art now hehehe)

[sitting-on-me-bum]

Three King penguins (Aptenodytes patagonicus) in light drizzle with a faint rainbow in the background, St Andrew's Bay, South Georgia, South Atlantic, January.

Photographer: Brent Stephenson

[haveyouseenthisseries-poll]

[thelensofyashunews]

LOE SHIMMY SHARES NEW PROJECT NARDY WORLD

Following his recent link-up with Cash Cobain on "Confession", Loe Shimmy has just shared his new project Nardy World — out now. The tape arrives along with an accompanying music video for "For Me" (w/ Brent Faiyaz), a new remix of hit track "For Me"(30M+ Streams). Nardy World follows his Zombieland 2.6 project, the deluxe version of March's Billboard-charting Zombieland 2 album. He also recently wrapped runs touring with Sexyy Red on her Sexyy Red 4 President Tour and Rob49 and Skilla Baby on their Vultures Eat The Most Tour this summer. "'Nardy World' is dedicated to my brother, Nardy, who lost his life to gun violence,"Loe Shimmy says. "I put a lot of emotions and a lot of feeling into this tape."

Since dropping his breakthrough project Z end in 2022, which was led by the Drake-approved track “Tina”, Loe Shimmy has been on a rapid ascent, collaborating with Florida mainstays like Kodak Black (“Get Away”) and Luh Tyler (“Santa” & “A Day In The Noya”). After a performance at Rolling Loud last year and collaborations with Veeze (“Dirty Soda Junkie”), BLP KOSHER (“Jay-Z”), and Luh Tyler (“Aretha Franklin”), Loe Shimmy is now making a name for himself as one of Florida’s most noteworthy new talents. Continuing his hot streak with each release by emphasizing his guttural cadence and knack for reflective storytelling, he has his eyes set on solidifying himself as an essential artist coming out of his home state's highly-competitive rap scene. Earning him his official debut on the Billboard and Apple charts, as well as direct support from Drake on IG, Zombieland 2 was a clear-cut testament to Loe Shimmy's growing stature and distinct talents that have set him apart from the rest of the Florida pack: a unique ability to flex while also remaining mindful of the struggles he had to overcome to get to this point.

[sheltiechicago]

“LGBTQIA Refugees: Fleeing Uganda"

“Lady Tina and Pretty Peter were previously jailed in Uganda for their trans lifestyle and experienced sexual assault. In May 2023, Uganda criminalized same-sex conduct for those convicted of ‘aggravated homosexuality,’ even though the Anti-Homosexuality Act of 2023 violates some of the fundamental rights guaranteed under Uganda’s constitution. Uganda’s penal code already punishes same-sex conduct with life imprisonment, but the new law legislates on new crimes, such as the ‘promotion of homosexuality’; introduces the death penalty for several acts considered as ‘aggravated homosexuality’; and increases sentences for attempted same-sex conduct to 10 years. Anyone advocating for the rights of LGBT people now faces up to 20 years imprisonment. Many LGBTQIA people have been forced to flee the country and are now in fragile safe houses in Kenya.”

© Brent Stirton, South Africa

2024 Sony World Photography Awards

[guitarbomb]

Bill Kelliher's Quest for the World's Smallest Fly Rig

Bill Kelliher’s Quest for the World’s Smallest Fly Rig. In the world of professional guitarists, the journey towards the perfect rig is a perpetual quest. For Mastodon guitarist Bill Kelliher, this pursuit has taken a unique turn as he aspires to create the world’s smallest fly rig for his travels.  Bill Kelliher’s Quest for the World’s Smallest Fly Rig In a recent interview with Thomann’s…

[allthecanadianpolitics]

A Surrey BC Conservative candidate is facing renewed pressure to drop out of the race after more offensive social media comments surfaced. But in a statement posted to social media platform X (formerly Twitter), South Surrey candidate Brent Chapman says he has no plans to withdraw. The latest comments were uncovered by CKNW radio host Jas Johal, and show Chapman appearing to question whether a number of high-profile mass shootings, including the Sandy Hook elementary school shooting, Quebec City mosque shooting and the Pulse Nightclub shooting in Orlando really happened.

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[onyourhyuck]

Millionaire. | K.JW

— Prologue: “I’m a millionaire I act like I don’t care. That’s cause’ I don’t care.”

— Summary: Kim Jungwoo is a millionaire who ends up having an one night stand with you.

— Genre: Smut. One night stand. Millionaire!kimjungwoo. smut smut smut minors dni.

— Notes: Inspired by Paper Soldier Brent Faiyaz.

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Kim Jungwoo is a millionaire.

He has everything, so why is he now in a hotel room making out with you like you’re everything he’s ever wanted? He has women everywhere, he has bitches left and right everywhere, but now you’re everywhere he goes and he’s so fucking infatuated with you that it leads to massive borderline obsession with you. Jungwoo should’ve played like he didn’t care, but that’s because he doesn’t care about anything else but you. He’s a wealthy man, so why is the happiest when he’s with you? Got you underneath his body naked, sweating beads of sex, your scent taking cover of the entire hotel room. The bedsheets becoming your skin.

Your sweet locks glued on your forehead with the cold sweat in your eyes running like tears by how much your bodies have been burning together with your touches. His mouth tracing the entire alphabet on your body; from your head down to your ankles. He tells you he doesn’t care, because he’s a millionaire, who has everything already he ever wants. But he lied. Because he wouldn’t be in the bed on top of you thrusting with every bit of energy left, it’s the way his length compliments his body proportions — he’s tall. Tall enough to have you shaking, with his large girthy manhood that has you seeing the literal stars on the hotel ceiling.

His breath was the devil’s whisper, somehow you thought he was speaking in tongues with the way he was speaking to you — saying so much nonsense that you cannot blank out. “I saw the way you were looking at me.” Following by a series strings grunts with the sound on his deep low tone. “You wanted me to do this? To kiss you… to grab on to you…” Oh yeah, you thought to yourself. With the way he enters that event looking like the finest fish in the sea, you had your eyes set on the idea but you were not expecting him to actually get on the idea. After all it was all your imagination until he made it a reality.

The millionaire Kim Jungwoo South Korea’s riches members of society now in bed with you trapping your wrists in your pillowcases so roughly that your fingers having to connect like pieces of glass shreds from a plate. Intertwining your fingertips to one’s fingers in the far in moment hearing your squeezed cheeks against Jungwoo’s nose breathing in your sweet sweet perfume that he cannot stand smelling he has to forge and bathe in it. You weren’t enough for him no matter how much you give him but he wishes to have you like a prized possession on the pedestal just for him to admire and look at.

He’s a millionaire you thought. You know you are from two wholeheartedly different worlds. You’re from a far different league that cannot even think of touching Jungwoo’s spotlight but he himself lost at a battle against you. He wants you. More than he wanted anything else in this worldly universe.

You feel the way his teeth graze on your neck staying there for only a minute to see you panting while everything else stops. His length stays inside you feeling your walls throbbing on him and it could drive him right to his final destination because with the way you’re clenching he could come right there and then. You have no idea how bad you’re driving him with your sole whines and pants. Everything on your body was a secret message to him he cannot hide anything from him. It’s like you’re an open book for him to use, use and use. He could read you forever and he would never get bored of you.

“Jungwoo…please…” You’re here in disbelief at how your own mouth was saying whatever you wanted without a second thought. It’s like your mouth and your brain was on a different parallel line between consciousness and your higher desires. Now you’re overtaken by incoming pleasure of how the millionaire above you was watching you with dimly lit orbs down gazing with lust in your pathetic, righteous self. Your eyes spoke fairytales. “What are you pleading for, y/n?”

“You to move…!” You whimper up at how Jungwoo was laughing darkly at you struggle to even form a coherent sentence and conversations. You couldn’t even be bothered to demand what you wanted it’s like you, yourself, was a lost cause underneath him all because of how freaking god he was making you feel. Slightest movement has you clench your jaw. You’d want this to last forever forward.

He indulges in your begging he decided to show some mercy to you and your humiliation you’re facing by trembling with his small touch. You’re here reaching with grabby hands on his shoulders. He shown you obedience to your pleasant pleas vastly moving the pelvis and his hips in a serpentine manner having you become high on the feeling of his bodily sweat and the rushing adrenaline engulfing his sweet chiselled body. His abs were poking out so prettily it has you running laps constantly because it was so hard to avoid how beautiful his body was. It’s like he’s built from the finest of skies coming together. You have to thank his parents, for creating a man like him looking this perfect.

Jungwoo’s dark eyes watching you like you are the best thing he has the taste of. It’s like you were an one of a kind person that no one could have met before than expected. He’s debonair. He’s a crystal clear man who has been around in you and out exploring you all the young night ahead. You love how he purposely slows down when he’s fucking into you so deep just so he could purposely hear your heartbeat while you’re screaming the most enchanting moans leaving your red smudge lipstick.

Money comes in but he cannot lose you. Not like when you’re being like this looking this daze out and fucked out by his large length curling deep within your sweet velvety walls squeezing him on like your life depends on it.

“From the front, my bitch a beauty.” Jungwoo sang in your ears as he saw how pretty your eyes were when you cry from the increasing tension building in your body. Your high was nevertheless ending.

You can’t leave him alone no matter how many times you tell yourself you don’t need someone like Jungwoo in your life, yet you are here taking him in the hotel room this night, like you don’t want him to ever leave your side.

Your lips perk up kissing him so heavenly so your red lips stain his mouth and down your chin tracing to the side of his neck then too. He feels his heart skip so many beats as he was stuck on top having your mouth move like a predator, you were only kissing his naked so keenly, but it feels like an eternal flame burning him from the inside and outside.

“Oh god… Y/n…” His voice caught in your ear going through the right side in through the left side out next you thing you know you are addicted to how your name was rolling off his tongue. “What are you pleading for?…”

Oh how the tables have turned.

Jungwoo clenches his eyes tight as his face walks down to your face taking a glimpse of your glistening glowing face. He loves how red your face goes, every little detail that you have he noticed. “You… I’m pleading for you…”

You really have him chasing after you and your high until you’re here releasing twenty times on his cock. He won’t leave you alone to go dry. He will keep your memory clear like it’s your first and last.

“Be mine.”

Your eyes rose up from the dead as Jungwoo said something you thought would be impossible for a man like him, to say to you.

You’re nothing but his one night stand. You took him to bed a few times but you’re not friends, you’re not lovers. You’re nothing.

“What about the press that will talk…?”

For once Jungwoo wants nothing else but you and he cannot have you because of that he will continue this massive mad man obsession on the road to catch you and make you his. He wasn’t the one to date but he can make an expectation if it’s you, he needs you around him to the point he cannot live without you and he has a feeling that you are the same. He used to live right there, he knows you wish he was still there next to you when in everyday life but now he can make that wish come permanent.

All you need to do is say yes.

Jungwoo gave you an unamused smile as he leans closer kissing your cheek, then kissing your soft jawline and then your ears. Your bare breasts he loves pressing down on his chest that he could not resist how good they are perking up in the sight. His voice was the soft jest of whispers like they were a little bit uncanny to hear from him. “Remember what I said to you the first time we met?”

He didn’t care about anything else.

“I’m a millionaire I act like I don’t care. That’s cause’ I don’t care, Y/n.”

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[jihyoruri]

❨ .˳⁺⁎˚ ﹏ ꒰ఎ ★ ໒꒱ ˚⁎⁺˳ . ❩. ❁ the loser (that we love)

#✿! . . . group! - aespa (sm entertainment)| GOT (sm entertainment)

#✿! . . . birthday!- n/a.n/a.2001

#✿! . . . mtbi!- INFJ

#✿! . . . relationship status!- situationship (yu jimin)

#✿! . . . traits!- awkward, doesn’t think before she talks, soft hearted, emotional, lacks social skills

#✿! . . . family!- the l/n family a very big family that comes from old money and is very important

#✿! . . . close friends!- her members (aespa), half of the sm family, bada lee, yunjin (lesserafim), yves (ex loona), clairo, pinkpantheress

#✿! . . . brand endorsements!- ysl, crome hearts, ralph lauren polo, givenchy (with her group), vans

#✿! . . . fav artists!- kanye west, sza, weezer, eyedress, metro boomin, tyler the creator, frank ocean, mac miller

#✿! . . . songs that describe her!- needy (ariana grande), puppet (tyler the creator), die for you (the weekend), step on me(the cardigans), pretty when you cry (lana del ray), sorry not sorry (tyler the creator), cake (melanie martinez), I just threw out the love of my dreams (weezer)awkward(sza), poison (brent faiyaz)

✿! . . . fav movies/tv shows!- it, scream, spider man into the spiderverse, the social network, pitch perfect, daria, south park, breaking bad

#✿! . . . biggest dream!- to find a place where nobody can find her and just chill there for a couple of months or years

#✿! . . . most cherished possessions!- her neon green electric guitar, the sweater that jimin got her when they were trainees, not possession but her matching tattoo with a close friend of hers (bada), her song book, her South Park belt

[specialagentartemis]

Public Domain Black History Books

For the day Frederick Douglass celebrated as his birthday (February 14, Douglass Day, and the reason February is Black History Month), here's a selection of historical books by Black authors covering various aspects of Black history (mostly in the US) that you can download For Free, Legally And Easily!

Slave Narratives

This comprised a hugely influential genre of Black writing throughout the 1800s - memoirs of people born (or kidnapped) into slavery, their experiences, and their escapes. These were often published to fuel the abolitionist movement against slavery in the 1820s-1860s and are graphic and uncompromising about the horrors of slavery, the redemptive power of literacy, and the importance of abolitionist support.

Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass - 1845 - one of the most iconic autobiographies of the 1800s, covering his early life when he was enslaved in Maryland, and his escape to Massachusetts where he became a leading figure in the abolition movement.

Running a Thousand Miles for Freedom by William and Ellen Craft - 1860 - the memoir of a married couple's escape from slavery in Georgia, to Philadelphia and eventually to England. Ellen Craft was half-white, the child of her enslaver, but she could pass as white, and she posed as her husband William's owner to get them both out of the slave states. Harrowing, tense, and eminently readable - I honestly think Part 1 should be assigned reading in every American high school in the antebellum unit.

Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl by Harriet Jacobs writing under the name Linda Brent - 1861 - writing specifically to reach white women and arguing for the need for sisterhood and solidarity between white and Black women, Jacobs writes of her childhood in slavery and how terrible it was for women and mothers even under supposedly "nice" masters including supposedly "nice" white women.

Twelve Years a Slave by Solomon Northup - 1853 - Born a free Black man in New York, Northup was kidnapped into slavery as an adult and sold south to Louisiana. This memoir of the brutality he endured was the basis of the 2013 Oscar-winning movie.

Early 1900s Black Life and Philosophy

Slavery is of course not the only aspect of Black history, and writers in the late 1800s and early 1900s had their own concerns, experiences, and perspectives on what it meant to be Black.

Up From Slavery by Booker T. Washington - 1901 - an autobiography of one of the most prominent African-American leaders and educators in the late 1800s/early 1900s, about his experiences both learning and teaching, and the power and importance of equal education. Race relations in the Reconstruction era Southern US are a major concern, and his hope that education and equal dignity could lead to mutual respect has... a long way to go still.

The Souls of Black Folk by W.E.B. Du Bois - 1903 - an iconic work of sociology and advocacy about the African-American experience as a people, class, and community. We read selections from this in Anthropology Theory but I think it should be more widely read than just assigned in college classes.

Darkwater: Voices from Within the Veil by W.E.B. Du Bois - 1920 - collected essays and poems on race, religion, gender, politics, and society.

A Negro Explorer at the North Pole by Matthew Henson - 1908 - Black history doesn't have to be about racism. Matthew Henson was a sailor and explorer and was the longtime companion and expedition partner of Robert Peary. This is his adventure-memoir of the expedition that reached the North Pole. (Though his descriptions of the Indigenous Greenlandic Inuit people are... really paternalistic in uncomfortable ways even when he's trying to be supportive.)

Poetry

Standard Ebooks also compiles poetry collections, and here are some by Black authors.

Langston Hughes - 1920s - probably the most famous poet of the Harlem Renaissance.

James Weldon Johnson - early 1900s through 1920s - tends to be in a more traditionalist style than Hughes, and he preferred the term for the 1920s proliferation of African-American art "the flowering of Negro literature."

Sarah Louisa Forten Purvis - 1830s - a Black abolitionist poet, this is more of a chapbook of her work that was published in newspapers than a full book collection. There are very common early-1800s poetry themes of love, family, religion, and nostalgia, but overwhelmingly her topic was abolition and anti-slavery, appealing to a shared womanhood.

Science Fiction

This is Black history to me - Samuel Delany's first published novel, The Jewels of Aptor, a sci-fi adventure from the early 60s that encapsulates a lot of early 60s thoughts and anxieties. New agey religion, forgotten technology mistaken for magic, psychic powers, nuclear war, post-nuclear society that feels more like a fantasy kingdom than a sci-fi world until they sail for the island that still has all the high tech that no one really knows how to use... it's a quick and entertaining read.

[cbssurfer]

Kelia Moniz cruising at Cunha’s, "A spot way outside Queens that only breaks on the biggest south swells”.

Pic: Brent Rand

[mist-see]

I don’t wish you well. 2

Short story.

Inspiration from Brent fiayaz; darling I don't wish you well

Italics= English

Yandere Reader × Neytiri X Jake Sully

Summery: You wanting to kill him, you were going to. But you were warned.

⚠️warning⚠️

Mention of killing

You needed to leave before they got you caught.

Your movements were as slick as a cat, as quiet as a mouse, and soon, you landed on the balls of your toes, and into a low crouch on the moss.

You look back at the glow of the seedlings, the bushes blocking the way of your best friend and her student, but you still heard their soft talking, the roars of their laughter as they watched the atorkirina' seemingly dance around them.

Your chance might not be today, it might not be tomorrow, but it’ll be soon.

And just as you turn to head back to the tree, your eyes widen at the large cluster of spirits that sat in front of you, blocking your way.

‘Upe? (What?) There were hundreds of them, no thousands as they lit the forest around them. You felt it, this wasn’t just a warning from Eywa, ‘twas a message.

But to what? “Hey, going on over there?” Your ears shift at the sound of the sky person, but panic never went through your body. What was he to do, beat you up? Ha, funny thought.

You back away from the seedlings as they float to you, making you stumble into the bushes, coming out the other end to join the two.

“Y/n??” Neytiris's voice caught your ears, but your eyes never left the light that illuminated from the atorkirina', at how they floated above and around the bushes, making you back up even more until you were near the two.

“What is going on Neytiri.” It was more of a command to know. The two that stood behind you were in shock as the floating spirits around them separated to join the rest of the thousands.

“Don’t know...” That was the honest answer she could give you. Her pretty eyes never left the spirits as they started parting, going to your left and right until they completely circled the three of you.

“Whoa, what the hell..” The newcomer mutters, tail behind him flicking in amusement as he looks around him. “Does this happen a lot?” He asked whoever, only to receive a ‘no’ from both women.

“They are getting closer...” You looked over to Neytiri as she spoke the foreign language, petty yellow eyes blown wide, pupils large as she looked around them, it was beautiful. And she was right.

The atorkirina’ started closing in on the three of you, making you all push against each other’s back as if you’d get hurt.

This was new, no one has ever heard or seen of this before. “What is the great mother trying to tell us..” this time it was you who spoke, hand wrapping around Neytiris's waist, pulling her against you as if she’d get burnt if she were touched by them.

“Don’t know…” She repeated in a mere whisper. She was amazed, mind blown, and filled with nothing as she goes through something that’s never been heard of.

Suddenly, the seedlings attached to the three of you, covering you from head to toe, as if saying that this was fate, that you belonged together.

No. No, that couldn’t be it.

It only lasted a quick few seconds, before the small white purities brushed off of you as you get hit by a soft wind, guiding them south.

It took your breath away once they glided off of your skin, it was like being held, being held together with Neytiri, and… this newcomer that you refuse to know the name of.

“That was…”

Then you were back in reality. Blinking, you forced your back off of the male, hand still around Neytiri's waist as you clenched your jaw from the sound of his voice. “We must go, we have to tell Tsahik what just happened!” You ignore the way the sky person looks at you so confused as spoke fast in your native tongue. Neytiri was just as confused as she gets dragged away from the bushes and towards the tree, they called home.

“What happened next, my daughter.” Moat's words were urgent, her forehead creasing at her daughter's story as you and Jake sully (you just learned his name on the way back as he tried to start a conversation) stood behind your friend. “They circled around us- and- and pushed us together, then laid on our skin. It was as if we were given a hug, by Eywa, our ancestors, mother! It was as if she was trying to tell us something. Has this been done before?” She stuttered as she spoke, hands moving as she tried to describe what happened.

The Tsahik takes her wise eyes from her daughter's bright ones and stared at the two Navi that stood behind her, a few feet apart. Jake sully, who was confused as always, stared back, nervous as he thought he was the one getting talked about, and you, who stood there looking at the back of Neytiris's head, analyzing her neat braids, how they fell down her shoulders and back, covering the glowing freckles that were so unique.

Moat squints her eyes at you, studying your physique. How you stood, the way your shoulders raised and descended with every breath you took. You held your breath for a few seconds before letting it go, an exercise you were taught growing up for steady arching.

She studied your eyes, the way they never left her daughter's figure, how much light they had in them, how blown out your pupils were when you stared at her, your fingers were always clenched, like you were never relaxed, always ready to fight like the warrior you were.

You loved her daughter. It was so obviously to her a blind man would know. She’s known you were in love since the both of you finished claiming your ikran. But, it wasn’t in a healthy way. No, you were obsessed. But that obsession has kept her daughter safe for as long as she knew you. She forced her eyes from you to the male beside you, Jake Sully. He stood there clenching his jaw, nervous for some reason, the ex-marine must’ve felt some type of anxiety, whereas you, even when you’re confused, stood there quiet and calm, it was eerie.

But even as anxious the male was, his eyes that were filled with hope and light, looked at the side of Neytiris's face as if she had all the answers.

He was in love. And from the way you distanced yourself, you knew, and you didn’t like it. She could tell.

“ No, it hasn’t. Not that I know of, yawne. What were the three of you doing? Out there, after dark. If your father knew, he’d be frantic.” Moat pushed off her daughter’s question with a simple answer, one that frustrated her daughter from the lack of details. Moats eyes never left the two people who stood behind her daughter. Jake was just happy there was a language change, while you stood there quietly analyzing.

If you weren’t the second born she’d think you’d make a good Tsahik, you seem to see everything, never taking anything with a grain of salt as you remember everything. This question seemed to peep your interest, causing you to meet the eyes that already stared back at you.

“I was showing Jake Sully around, in case he ever found himself lost.” Her daughter wasn’t lying, it had started with navigation training, then led to them having fun. You knew this, you were there. “Yes, sorry if we caused trouble, we’ll make sure we’re back before dark next time.”

And there it is.

Even though you kept the straightest face around jake sully, she could see right through you, how your thumbs harshly grazed the smooth wood on your bow, to how aggressively your tail flicked behind you as the sky person spoke. If she didn’t glare at your figure the whole time, she wouldn’t have seen the way your eyes trailed off, wanting to roll them before you stopped.

“No need to apologize Sully. And you?” Now it was Neytiri's turn to look back at you, also wanting to know why you were out so late.

“I was going to kill him.”

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Part three>>>>>>>>

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[todaysdocument]

Memorandum from Henry Kissinger Regarding Communications with Hanoi, North Vietnam Prior to January 20, 1969

Collection GRF-0332: Henry Kissinger and Brent Scowcroft West Wing Office Files (Ford Administration)Series: Henry Kissinger's and Brent Scowcroft's General Subject FilesFile Unit: Vietnamese War - Secret Peace Talks (Mr. S. File), (1)

Digitized from Box 38 of the NSA. Kissinger-Scowcroft West Wing Office Files at the Gerald R. Ford Presidential Library [written]File 5a [underlined][strikethrough]SECRET[/strikethrough] /NODIS January 31, 1969 [/underlined]EYES ONLY MEMORANDUM FOR: THE SECRETARY OF STATE FROM: Henry A. Kissinger SUBJECT: Communication with Hanoi Prior to January 20 Prior to the inauguration, President Nixon was in communication with the North Vietnamese through a contact who is personally known to the top leaders in Hanoi. The messages were sent by me to the contact who delivered them to Mai Van Bo (DRV representative to the Government of France) and vice versa. The President initiated the exchange with his message of December 20 (Tab A), which told the North Vietnamese that his Administration was prepared to undertake serious talks. On December 31, Hanoi sent its reply (Tab B), which emphasizes that its point of primary concern is U.S. willingness to withdraw troops. The ball was kept in play by the President's response of January 2 (Tab C), which states [underlined]inter alia[/underlined] that his Administration is ready to withdraw U.S. forces from South Vietnam as part of an honorable settlement which includes mutual troop withdrawal. The North Vietnamese replied on January 13 to the President's message (Tab D). The President has not replied to this latest message. The President asked that this be very closely held. [underlined][strikethrough]SECRET[/strikethrough]/NODIS[/underlined] [stamp]GERALD R. FORD LIBRARY DECLASSIFIED E.O. 12958, Sec. 3.5 NSC Memo 11/24/98, State Dept. Guidelines [initialed] , NARA, Date 12/15/99 Box 38 of the NSA. Kissinger-Scowcroft West Wing Office Files at the Gerald R. Ford Presidential Library [written]5b [underlined]SECRET[crossed out]/ NODIS December 20, 1968 [underlined]Message to the North Vietnamese "1. The Nixon Administration is prepared to undertake serious talks. "2. These talks are to be based on the self respect and sense of honor of all parties. "3. The Nixon Administration is prepared for an honorable settlement but for nothing less. "4. If Hanoi wants, the Nixon Administration would be willing to discuss ultimate objectives first. "5. If Hanoi wishes to communicate some of their general ideas prior to January 20, they will be examined with a constructive attitude and in the strictest confidence." [underlined]SECRET[crossed out] /NODIS [stamp]GERALD R. FORD LIBRARY [stamp]DECLASSIFIED E.O. 12958, Sec. 3.5 NSC Memo, 11/24/98, State Dept. Guidelines By [initialed] , NARA, Date 12/15/99 [full document at link]