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On what I knew would be our final ride together, he hopped right into the front seat and looked at me, tongue dangling out of his mouth in a happy, sloppy pant, his nub of a tail bobbing up and down, wondering what wonderful adventure daddy was taking him on this time. I'm sure he was confident it was going to be a great time no matter what. It felt like betrayal to me. When we reached the shelter, he faithfully followed me in. We sat in a corner. He leaned against my legs and I stroked his head one final time. It felt like we sat there forever, but I didn't mind. I would have been happy for time to stop, to stay in that moment, just me and my dog, stripped of all externalities, for eternity. But time didn't stop. At length, the door opened and a lady entered. Apollo pressed in against my shins. His 40 pound weight felt heavy. Crushing. I gave him one last embrace, then closed my eyes. "That's a good boy," I whispered, though I couldn't bring myself to look. "I'll always love you." She took Apollo and led him through the door, never for me to see him again. Even today, when I close my eyes, I can still feel the weight of his warm body pressing against mine, trusting me to keep him safe. That was as hard a thing as I've ever done in my life. It was a no-kill shelter, but I played things close to the chest. I did not tell them the worst details. I only mentioned my fear of possible aggression against my child while I was deployed. I did not want to jeopardize Apollo's chance at another opportunity. For months, I kept checking the shelter's website for information about him, but I never saw an update. I do not know what became of him, sadly. I got back home and Dolly asked me where Apollo was. I don't remember if I said anything. I was numb. I hadn't told her where I was going or what I was doing. I had not wanted anything to change my mind. I knew my heart wasn't in it, but I wasn't going to be stopped. It was the right thing to do for my wife, son, and community. Her tears flowed when she realized what I had done. She also loved Apollo. I went to lay on the bed upstairs and be alone. Just weeks later, in a mudhole in the desert, I met my sweet Lucy and my heart began to heal. Saving her from that war zone helped me deal with the lingering guilt I felt about Apollo. I continue to feel the sting of that experience. I wouldn't change what I did though. I love dogs. I will always stand up for dogs when they are mistreated. I will adopt unwanted dogs when I am able. A great measure of a man is how he treats dogs. I aim to always pass that test. But I will always defend human life. Only humans are made in the image of God. I hope and pray that God has a place for dogs when this life is over, but humans He created with souls destined for glory. "You have never talked to a mere mortal," CS Lewis explained. "Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations - these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit - immortal horrors or everlasting splendors." I completely agree. I love dogs. They have no guile in them, no duplicity. A dog will not tell you a lie. I like them better than I like people, often. But I cannot choose a dog over a life that was uniquely created to glorify the Almighty (Isaiah 43:7). I will always protect human life. That is why I served. That is why I deployed several times. To protect people, even when they didn't realize they needed protecting. I failed once. I received a report about a plot to blow up a bomb in Beirut. I got it out with all the speed and precision I could, but it got bogged down by the sideshow of the editing process for hours. I got distracted and didn't follow up on it aggressively. In the end, I'm sure the bureaucrats in their cubicles transliterated the names correctly. I'm sure they crossed every T and dotted every I. But at a price. A devastating price. I woke up the next morning to read in the news that a bomb had gone off in Beirut. It was carried out by the people my report said would carry it out. It took place in the exact locale I said it would take place. 43 people dead. Hundreds wounded. Families shattered. I didn't know these people, but my heart sank. Human life is sacred. I will always work to defend it. If I can save a few dogs along the way, great. That is also the Lord's work. But I will never keep a dog that is a danger to my neighbors. Whatever their sins, their harassment, libel, and cunning deceits, they are made in the image of God with souls destined for eternity. Lucy, my 11-year-old dog that survived ISIS, is no danger to my them. I know it in my very bones. The Mountains Have Eyes said that the DA told him I was not a responsible dog owner when he called to inquire about Lucy. This viewpoint is informed by a false impression given to her by our gossipy, well-connected neighbors, not by the facts. I want to tell her about Apollo. Dolly Spice- Jones 🌱🎵 Leisha

Brendan M. Jones 🇺🇸

15,769 Aufrufe • vor 2 Monaten

Long post, please kindly read them. it would just take less than 2 minute of your time. A Midnight Call 26 Oct 2024 It was 2 a.m., the world outside silent and still. I was bone-tired from a grueling day, my head heavy with the weight of it all. I’d just slipped into sleep when my phone suddenly buzzed, vibrating insistently on the bedside table. At first, I ignored it, thinking it could wait until morning. But then it rang again, and something in its persistence made me pick up. “Hello?” I answered, my voice feeble with exhaustion. “Is this Advocate Ashwin?” A man's voice, firm yet urgent, came through the line. “Yes” I tried to shake the sleep from my voice. “This is Shivakumar, Sub Inspector from **** police station” he said, his tone grave. Instantly, I sat up, alert. “Tell me, sir. How can I help?” “We’re on the highway,” he began, voice thick with a mix of anger and sadness. “We found a young street calf, hardly a 5 months old. He was hit by a speeding vehicle, left to cry and bleed on the road. But that wasn’t the end of it,” he said, voice tight with contained rage. “Another vehicle came and hit him again, dragged him some distance, and left him there, barely breathing.” A surge of anger rose within me at the cruelty of it all, but I pushed it down. I had to act quickly. “Sir, please, can you have one of your men stay by him until we arrive?” I asked. “I’ll send a vehicle right away.” The Sub Inspector didn’t hesitate. “Yes, we’ll stay with him. He’s suffering. He needs us.” I quickly arranged for a team to be dispatched. By the time we reached the calf, the compassionate officers were there, standing guard by the frail figure lying on the road. He was so small, barely 4 month old and his breaths were shallow. His eyes, wide with pain and fear, were searching—perhaps for some kindness, some solace. The officers and our staff lifted him with the utmost care, placing him onto a plank, and our vehicle sped back to the gaushala. Our veterinary team had been waiting, ready with bandages and medicine, their faces showing both worry and determination. Gently, they began to examine him, murmuring soothing words, treating each bruise and wound as if it were their own. We all prayed intensely to Sri Krishna to help us recover the calf. Though he was bruised and had torn ligaments, thankfully no bones were broken. But the journey wasn’t over yet. For days, he lay in recovery, eyes watching us, filled with a fragile hope. Slowly, day by day, he began to show signs of strength, taking tiny steps, even nibbling on food placed before him. today , it’s been a week since that call pierced the silence of the night. Our little calf is beginning to stand on his own, determined, with a spark in his eyes that wasn’t there before. His journey has been painful, but he’s coming through it, one small step at a time. In the stillness of that night, a life was saved because of the compassion of strangers—of officers, vets, and everyone who believed in his right to live. Watching him now, I’m reminded of the incredible power of kindness, even in the loneliest hours. This wouldn't have been possible without your support and blessings of Krishna!. But what's in store for the drivers who sped away without having one bit of remorse? hell? or worse than that?
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Long post, please kindly read them. it would just take less than 2 minute of your time. A Midnight Call 26 Oct 2024 It was 2 a.m., the world outside silent and still. I was bone-tired from a grueling day, my head heavy with the weight of it all. I’d just slipped into sleep when my phone suddenly buzzed, vibrating insistently on the bedside table. At first, I ignored it, thinking it could wait until morning. But then it rang again, and something in its persistence made me pick up. “Hello?” I answered, my voice feeble with exhaustion. “Is this Advocate Ashwin?” A man's voice, firm yet urgent, came through the line. “Yes” I tried to shake the sleep from my voice. “This is Shivakumar, Sub Inspector from **** police station” he said, his tone grave. Instantly, I sat up, alert. “Tell me, sir. How can I help?” “We’re on the highway,” he began, voice thick with a mix of anger and sadness. “We found a young street calf, hardly a 5 months old. He was hit by a speeding vehicle, left to cry and bleed on the road. But that wasn’t the end of it,” he said, voice tight with contained rage. “Another vehicle came and hit him again, dragged him some distance, and left him there, barely breathing.” A surge of anger rose within me at the cruelty of it all, but I pushed it down. I had to act quickly. “Sir, please, can you have one of your men stay by him until we arrive?” I asked. “I’ll send a vehicle right away.” The Sub Inspector didn’t hesitate. “Yes, we’ll stay with him. He’s suffering. He needs us.” I quickly arranged for a team to be dispatched. By the time we reached the calf, the compassionate officers were there, standing guard by the frail figure lying on the road. He was so small, barely 4 month old and his breaths were shallow. His eyes, wide with pain and fear, were searching—perhaps for some kindness, some solace. The officers and our staff lifted him with the utmost care, placing him onto a plank, and our vehicle sped back to the gaushala. Our veterinary team had been waiting, ready with bandages and medicine, their faces showing both worry and determination. Gently, they began to examine him, murmuring soothing words, treating each bruise and wound as if it were their own. We all prayed intensely to Sri Krishna to help us recover the calf. Though he was bruised and had torn ligaments, thankfully no bones were broken. But the journey wasn’t over yet. For days, he lay in recovery, eyes watching us, filled with a fragile hope. Slowly, day by day, he began to show signs of strength, taking tiny steps, even nibbling on food placed before him. today , it’s been a week since that call pierced the silence of the night. Our little calf is beginning to stand on his own, determined, with a spark in his eyes that wasn’t there before. His journey has been painful, but he’s coming through it, one small step at a time. In the stillness of that night, a life was saved because of the compassion of strangers—of officers, vets, and everyone who believed in his right to live. Watching him now, I’m reminded of the incredible power of kindness, even in the loneliest hours. This wouldn't have been possible without your support and blessings of Krishna!. But what's in store for the drivers who sped away without having one bit of remorse? hell? or worse than that?

Ashwin Sampatkumaran

12,904 Aufrufe • vor 1 Jahr

We are so quick to ask for prayer when we are poorly, but not as quick to thank him for the result. I wanna get better at because I'm still here, and that... is a miracle, thank you, Jesus 🙏 When someone asks for prayer, you know they are not ok, as it actually takes a lot of courage to ask for prayer and admit you aren't coping. But society doesn't teach us that. We all put on that brave face. How about you just be YOU, exactly how you come today, and then how you come tomorrow and so on. So many more people will be touched as they gravitate to the vulnerable sides we dont like people to see. No one can be strong all the time. But at the beginning of this now 6 month fight, I would try and be whom I thought people expected me to be, but there comes a time you can't pretend, and I am realising that is OK as well. When you have no choice but to just "be," that's when you find your true self. It doesn't mean that a loud, vibrant person isn't me either. It just means I'm stripped back atm and taking a step back to heal. One can only get back up so many times, before they fall and stay there for a while, and that's me now, and I have now learnt that it is also OK as well. During these times of absolute stripping back, I like to call it, you lose energy very quickly. So, during your "healing journey," many follow and offer help, support, and love, and as the journey goes on, it gets less than a few less again. Then you get to the point where people just don't know what to say. Because you know what? Either do I? I feel like if I explain every detail to someone of the last 5 years I've just met, they wouldn't even believe it could happen because I still struggle too. My best friend Nadine wrote this song for me, and I've used it to show you some really personal pictures of the last 6 months fighting golden staph and then sepsis. Keep in mind these are the good pictures, I tried to take the confronting ones out. This journey is still ongoing, and It's been in this time that EVERYTHING has started to crash around me, literally.... I was and still feel numb, I didn't want to talk, and some days I still don't want to. Don't take it as a sign against you. I need to learn how to take off everything that has crashed around me first. I'm still on the floor and I've realised that it's ok to stay there for a while as well. I nearly died twice in the last 6 months, and sometimes I ask why I didn't? Because after 20 years in pain, it's a long road with very few walking companions. I cry thinking about my beautiful son Colby, who has had to watch this journey nearly his whole life. I wish he didn't have to, but then part of that is what makes him, him as well. So there is ALWAYS a purpose, and there is ALWAYS a reason. Man, I am proud mumma of the man you have become❣️ So I hold on to that last string of hope I still have, well let's say a peice of cotton, in the hope that when my story is read it will help other people, and maybe change lives, because for awhile there I was actually brave enough to write it. I realise managing to sit in the sun for 30 mins in the morning is heaven. Sitting for meals and then back to bed is the reality, but I hang on to "I sat in the sun for 30 mins today." Then slowly but surely I will lift off the things that have fallen on top of me, one at a time, and start finding my way back. Because my small circle is unfailing, never changing, always loving, accepting of any way I come and always available. I am loved and so very blessed 🙏 I'm extremely grateful for all the messages, and if I haven't replied, you now know why, but I have read them ALL, and I thank you. They continue to encourage me. Thank you ALL so much, Much Love Always Emma xx ❣️
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We are so quick to ask for prayer when we are poorly, but not as quick to thank him for the result. I wanna get better at because I'm still here, and that... is a miracle, thank you, Jesus 🙏 When someone asks for prayer, you know they are not ok, as it actually takes a lot of courage to ask for prayer and admit you aren't coping. But society doesn't teach us that. We all put on that brave face. How about you just be YOU, exactly how you come today, and then how you come tomorrow and so on. So many more people will be touched as they gravitate to the vulnerable sides we dont like people to see. No one can be strong all the time. But at the beginning of this now 6 month fight, I would try and be whom I thought people expected me to be, but there comes a time you can't pretend, and I am realising that is OK as well. When you have no choice but to just "be," that's when you find your true self. It doesn't mean that a loud, vibrant person isn't me either. It just means I'm stripped back atm and taking a step back to heal. One can only get back up so many times, before they fall and stay there for a while, and that's me now, and I have now learnt that it is also OK as well. During these times of absolute stripping back, I like to call it, you lose energy very quickly. So, during your "healing journey," many follow and offer help, support, and love, and as the journey goes on, it gets less than a few less again. Then you get to the point where people just don't know what to say. Because you know what? Either do I? I feel like if I explain every detail to someone of the last 5 years I've just met, they wouldn't even believe it could happen because I still struggle too. My best friend Nadine wrote this song for me, and I've used it to show you some really personal pictures of the last 6 months fighting golden staph and then sepsis. Keep in mind these are the good pictures, I tried to take the confronting ones out. This journey is still ongoing, and It's been in this time that EVERYTHING has started to crash around me, literally.... I was and still feel numb, I didn't want to talk, and some days I still don't want to. Don't take it as a sign against you. I need to learn how to take off everything that has crashed around me first. I'm still on the floor and I've realised that it's ok to stay there for a while as well. I nearly died twice in the last 6 months, and sometimes I ask why I didn't? Because after 20 years in pain, it's a long road with very few walking companions. I cry thinking about my beautiful son Colby, who has had to watch this journey nearly his whole life. I wish he didn't have to, but then part of that is what makes him, him as well. So there is ALWAYS a purpose, and there is ALWAYS a reason. Man, I am proud mumma of the man you have become❣️ So I hold on to that last string of hope I still have, well let's say a peice of cotton, in the hope that when my story is read it will help other people, and maybe change lives, because for awhile there I was actually brave enough to write it. I realise managing to sit in the sun for 30 mins in the morning is heaven. Sitting for meals and then back to bed is the reality, but I hang on to "I sat in the sun for 30 mins today." Then slowly but surely I will lift off the things that have fallen on top of me, one at a time, and start finding my way back. Because my small circle is unfailing, never changing, always loving, accepting of any way I come and always available. I am loved and so very blessed 🙏 I'm extremely grateful for all the messages, and if I haven't replied, you now know why, but I have read them ALL, and I thank you. They continue to encourage me. Thank you ALL so much, Much Love Always Emma xx ❣️

Emma Longman - Azzopardi

42,848 Aufrufe • vor 10 Monaten

Alright. I’m honestly relieved that this is finally coming out, so we can finally put an end to the fairytale conspiracies about March 4, courtesy of Joe Flipperhead and the ratchet harem. Since Aidan and his Dollar-Tree-sidekick Chelsea want to drag March 4th into the public arena, let’s do it properly– with facts, not the fairy tale he’s been feeding everyone. The rumors flying around are completely untrue, and I’ve wanted to defend myself for weeks, but Aidan has spent the last month threatening me, telling people that if the truth ever came out he’d “turn me into the next Lindsey,” that everyone would believe him because he has a platform, and even declaring he’d tell his followers to contact my work. Well, here we are. Since he chose to drag this into the public and sic his ratchet brigade on me, I’m finally telling the actual story. That night wasn’t some dramatic “Meredith tried to send me to jail” moment. It was a drunk, disgusting fight between two adults—the kind Aidan has on rotation with every woman he dates. Both of us were very intoxicated, but he was blackout drunk, verbally abusive, and filming me against my will. I told him to stop. He didn’t. I’d found out about him sexting another girl and had bottled up emotions for months, which is what started the argument. I asked him to leave after he said horrible things to me, including calling me fat and useless, that people only like me because I’m “Turtleboy’s girlfriend”. I asked him to leave and he began recording me, pointing a phone in my face while I repeatedly told him to stop. He lost his own key, and because he couldn’t remember anything, he made up a story that I “stole it.” Imagine spreading this fantasy when I have him on video of me asking him to return MY KEYS? I was uncomfortable, overwhelmed, and didn’t want a drunken fight being filmed. He took our feud out into the common area of my building, disturbing other tenants. So yes, I said “you hit me,” specifically because I believed he wouldn’t share the video if I said that. I said it so he would STOP RECORDING ME, and he has a full video that I clearly say, “I’m only saying that so you’ll stop recording me.” I never reported anything to the police, never intended to, never would. He knows this. We discussed this fact many times the next day and several occasions in the last few months. That context has been deliberately cut out to push a fake narrative, but don’t worry, I’ll be posting the full videos that I took of that night. When he’s threatened me with releasing this very video, he admitted it would be edited out and no one would believe me over him. Meanwhile, the victim cosplay he’s doing now? Pathetic. He claims he was “stuck” in my house. Reality: I asked him to leave over and over. This narrative that he was somehow stuck there held hostage is simply not true. Reality: I have video of him refusing to get out of my bed, not “sleeping on the couch.” Reality: I have video of him screaming at me like a lunatic. Reality: He lost his key because he was hammered, then somehow turned that into me “stealing it.” Reality: He was causing a huge scene in my apartment throwing a literal temper tantrum on the floor. With other tenants in the building, I was genuinely concerned someone would call the police. He also lies that I tried to keep him from court the next day. Reality? I gave him my car so he could get to court. I sat in the passenger seat half-dead from a hangover while chauffeuring Captain Accountability to his court date. I sat next to him during court, then eventually throwing up in a bag on the way home. Then he used that same car to drive to his house for his spare key, and back again. I supported him through the entire aftermath, like I did every time. But now he’s trying to pretend he was some endangered baby deer and I was plotting to Lindsay him? Get real. This narrative that I was somehow trying to get him arrested? An absolutely disgusting lie considering the trauma that situation caused him. Not to mention the countless hours I spent during our 1.5 year relationship assisting with his legal defense to keep him OUT of jail. He knows it’s not true. He knows exactly what happened. Do you really think if his narrative were true, he’d stay with me for months to come and not file his own police report? But he also knows he thrives off playing victim, and he knows he has people willing to believe anything he says without question. Over the last month, behind the scenes with recording gate, he’s been telling me and others that if I ever spoke up, he’d ruin me. That he’d twist the story because he has the bigger platform. That he’d make sure people contacted my job. He has leaked private texts, sent people after me, and used Chelsea, a woman he cheated on me with, to push his manufactured victim narrative. But here’s the truth: Aidan is not the victim of March 5th. He was drunk, verbally abusive, refusing to leave, and escalating a situation he then turned around and weaponized. And like every situation he touches, every feud, every fallout, every “enemy,” every messy disaster, he plays the same role: the powerless victim of consequences he created. At some point, people need to recognize the common denominator. I stayed silent because I didn’t want this ugliness public. I didn’t want to embarrass him. I didn’t want to rehash something painful, private, and humiliating for both of us. But since he chose to send CamelToe Joe and his ratchet harem to post private fights, twist reality, and smear me, I’m done being quiet. Aidan is incapable of having a private relationship and ending. And Chelsea…hun. I know your brain cells are limited, but your "insurance" explanation makes no sense. When did he send you this video? Months after it happened? Why would you need insurance at that point? You’re being used like a scratch-off ticket from Cumberland Farms. He feeds you a cropped video and suddenly you’re Nancy Drew with a nicotine patch? Please. You weren’t even in the picture until after he was done cheating with you. These videos paint a wildly different picture of the fake victim narrative CamelToe Joe has been pushing, huh? I’ll be posting more soon, about the recording, about every single lie he has chosen to spread through his minions the last two months. I guess I was crazy to think Aidan would ever be okay with someone walking away and moving on peacefully. Since Aidan wanted the truth out, he's about to get it. PS- Speaking of men being fake scared of women– Funny how some people with very chaotic personal histories suddenly decide they’re the moral authority on my life, enough so to peddle lies on their large platforms. If I had these kinds of pasts, I'd probably sit this one out, and maybe stop throwing stones from your glass basements and (mom’s) houses.
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Alright. I’m honestly relieved that this is finally coming out, so we can finally put an end to the fairytale conspiracies about March 4, courtesy of Joe Flipperhead and the ratchet harem. Since Aidan and his Dollar-Tree-sidekick Chelsea want to drag March 4th into the public arena, let’s do it properly– with facts, not the fairy tale he’s been feeding everyone. The rumors flying around are completely untrue, and I’ve wanted to defend myself for weeks, but Aidan has spent the last month threatening me, telling people that if the truth ever came out he’d “turn me into the next Lindsey,” that everyone would believe him because he has a platform, and even declaring he’d tell his followers to contact my work. Well, here we are. Since he chose to drag this into the public and sic his ratchet brigade on me, I’m finally telling the actual story. That night wasn’t some dramatic “Meredith tried to send me to jail” moment. It was a drunk, disgusting fight between two adults—the kind Aidan has on rotation with every woman he dates. Both of us were very intoxicated, but he was blackout drunk, verbally abusive, and filming me against my will. I told him to stop. He didn’t. I’d found out about him sexting another girl and had bottled up emotions for months, which is what started the argument. I asked him to leave after he said horrible things to me, including calling me fat and useless, that people only like me because I’m “Turtleboy’s girlfriend”. I asked him to leave and he began recording me, pointing a phone in my face while I repeatedly told him to stop. He lost his own key, and because he couldn’t remember anything, he made up a story that I “stole it.” Imagine spreading this fantasy when I have him on video of me asking him to return MY KEYS? I was uncomfortable, overwhelmed, and didn’t want a drunken fight being filmed. He took our feud out into the common area of my building, disturbing other tenants. So yes, I said “you hit me,” specifically because I believed he wouldn’t share the video if I said that. I said it so he would STOP RECORDING ME, and he has a full video that I clearly say, “I’m only saying that so you’ll stop recording me.” I never reported anything to the police, never intended to, never would. He knows this. We discussed this fact many times the next day and several occasions in the last few months. That context has been deliberately cut out to push a fake narrative, but don’t worry, I’ll be posting the full videos that I took of that night. When he’s threatened me with releasing this very video, he admitted it would be edited out and no one would believe me over him. Meanwhile, the victim cosplay he’s doing now? Pathetic. He claims he was “stuck” in my house. Reality: I asked him to leave over and over. This narrative that he was somehow stuck there held hostage is simply not true. Reality: I have video of him refusing to get out of my bed, not “sleeping on the couch.” Reality: I have video of him screaming at me like a lunatic. Reality: He lost his key because he was hammered, then somehow turned that into me “stealing it.” Reality: He was causing a huge scene in my apartment throwing a literal temper tantrum on the floor. With other tenants in the building, I was genuinely concerned someone would call the police. He also lies that I tried to keep him from court the next day. Reality? I gave him my car so he could get to court. I sat in the passenger seat half-dead from a hangover while chauffeuring Captain Accountability to his court date. I sat next to him during court, then eventually throwing up in a bag on the way home. Then he used that same car to drive to his house for his spare key, and back again. I supported him through the entire aftermath, like I did every time. But now he’s trying to pretend he was some endangered baby deer and I was plotting to Lindsay him? Get real. This narrative that I was somehow trying to get him arrested? An absolutely disgusting lie considering the trauma that situation caused him. Not to mention the countless hours I spent during our 1.5 year relationship assisting with his legal defense to keep him OUT of jail. He knows it’s not true. He knows exactly what happened. Do you really think if his narrative were true, he’d stay with me for months to come and not file his own police report? But he also knows he thrives off playing victim, and he knows he has people willing to believe anything he says without question. Over the last month, behind the scenes with recording gate, he’s been telling me and others that if I ever spoke up, he’d ruin me. That he’d twist the story because he has the bigger platform. That he’d make sure people contacted my job. He has leaked private texts, sent people after me, and used Chelsea, a woman he cheated on me with, to push his manufactured victim narrative. But here’s the truth: Aidan is not the victim of March 5th. He was drunk, verbally abusive, refusing to leave, and escalating a situation he then turned around and weaponized. And like every situation he touches, every feud, every fallout, every “enemy,” every messy disaster, he plays the same role: the powerless victim of consequences he created. At some point, people need to recognize the common denominator. I stayed silent because I didn’t want this ugliness public. I didn’t want to embarrass him. I didn’t want to rehash something painful, private, and humiliating for both of us. But since he chose to send CamelToe Joe and his ratchet harem to post private fights, twist reality, and smear me, I’m done being quiet. Aidan is incapable of having a private relationship and ending. And Chelsea…hun. I know your brain cells are limited, but your "insurance" explanation makes no sense. When did he send you this video? Months after it happened? Why would you need insurance at that point? You’re being used like a scratch-off ticket from Cumberland Farms. He feeds you a cropped video and suddenly you’re Nancy Drew with a nicotine patch? Please. You weren’t even in the picture until after he was done cheating with you. These videos paint a wildly different picture of the fake victim narrative CamelToe Joe has been pushing, huh? I’ll be posting more soon, about the recording, about every single lie he has chosen to spread through his minions the last two months. I guess I was crazy to think Aidan would ever be okay with someone walking away and moving on peacefully. Since Aidan wanted the truth out, he's about to get it. PS- Speaking of men being fake scared of women– Funny how some people with very chaotic personal histories suddenly decide they’re the moral authority on my life, enough so to peddle lies on their large platforms. If I had these kinds of pasts, I'd probably sit this one out, and maybe stop throwing stones from your glass basements and (mom’s) houses.

The old M can’t come to the phone right now

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Alan Jackson played his last show last night. He is one of the good ones. A patriot and Christ centered. He has a neurological disease which impedes his balance and ability to play the guitar. He is my favorite country singer of all time. He told stories. He made you not just hear, but FEEL what it is to be a “good ole boy”. He was also never afraid to be bold in his faith. But I have a more personal story about Alan Jackson I’d like to share and it is the reason I have always been a fan of him and his music. Back in 1992, I was going on my first real trip with my mom up to New York to see her sister and my cousins. It was the first time I had ever flown. Our flight left later in the evening, not quite a red-eye, but close. I think it was somewheres around 10 or 11pm. At the time, Charlotte Douglas Airport was way smaller and far less busy than it is now. So me and mom board the plane, and I take the window seat (as kids usually do). Me and mom are chit chatting, and she was doing her best to calm me. See, me and flying don’t really get along. Neither do me and heights - never have, prolly never will. To say I was a bit wound up about the flight would be an understatement. The plane is continuing to board, and there weren’t many folks on the plane. As memory best serves, it was maybe 1/3 full, if that. Everyone is seated, doors are shut, plane is ready to push. Then the pilot comes over the speaker to tell us there would be a slight delay as some folks were making their way to the plane. Door opens up, and 5-6 dudes get on the plane. All wearing stetsons and boots. The 3rd dude on to the plane stood out a little more because he had frills hanging off his coat and he was wearing a white stetson. He was noticeably taller than the rest as well. The first two dudes keep coming down the aisle and end up sitting right behind us. The third dude stops at our row, looks at my mom and me, tips his hat and says “Evenin, folks. How y’all doin?”, then takes the aisle seat right next to my mom. My mom, who rarely ever swore, then says “Holy shit. You’re Alan Jackson”. He says “Yes’m I am, and you are?”. So mom introduced us. But here’s what really sticks with me: Mom had told him I was a bit scared for my first flight. Wanna guess what Alan Jackson did? He asked if it was okay to pray with us. So he did. After which, we spent the entire flight chatting with Alan Jackson. He and his band even belted out a couple songs along the way. It is legit one of those memories I will never forget. I never got to see him to live. But I’d say this experience trumps any concert of his I could have went to. I think something like that speaks more to the man he is than his music. Here he is, just met this kid and his mom 5 minutes prior, and he is offering a prayer to calm my fears for my first flight. So, in closing - I pray Alan can find true peace in his retirement, and I pray that the Father will provide him with healing and assuage his suffering with the disease he has. Thank you for the prayer, Alan Jackson. Thank you for all the wonderful music, and thank you for never being afraid to profess your love for our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
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Alan Jackson played his last show last night. He is one of the good ones. A patriot and Christ centered. He has a neurological disease which impedes his balance and ability to play the guitar. He is my favorite country singer of all time. He told stories. He made you not just hear, but FEEL what it is to be a “good ole boy”. He was also never afraid to be bold in his faith. But I have a more personal story about Alan Jackson I’d like to share and it is the reason I have always been a fan of him and his music. Back in 1992, I was going on my first real trip with my mom up to New York to see her sister and my cousins. It was the first time I had ever flown. Our flight left later in the evening, not quite a red-eye, but close. I think it was somewheres around 10 or 11pm. At the time, Charlotte Douglas Airport was way smaller and far less busy than it is now. So me and mom board the plane, and I take the window seat (as kids usually do). Me and mom are chit chatting, and she was doing her best to calm me. See, me and flying don’t really get along. Neither do me and heights - never have, prolly never will. To say I was a bit wound up about the flight would be an understatement. The plane is continuing to board, and there weren’t many folks on the plane. As memory best serves, it was maybe 1/3 full, if that. Everyone is seated, doors are shut, plane is ready to push. Then the pilot comes over the speaker to tell us there would be a slight delay as some folks were making their way to the plane. Door opens up, and 5-6 dudes get on the plane. All wearing stetsons and boots. The 3rd dude on to the plane stood out a little more because he had frills hanging off his coat and he was wearing a white stetson. He was noticeably taller than the rest as well. The first two dudes keep coming down the aisle and end up sitting right behind us. The third dude stops at our row, looks at my mom and me, tips his hat and says “Evenin, folks. How y’all doin?”, then takes the aisle seat right next to my mom. My mom, who rarely ever swore, then says “Holy shit. You’re Alan Jackson”. He says “Yes’m I am, and you are?”. So mom introduced us. But here’s what really sticks with me: Mom had told him I was a bit scared for my first flight. Wanna guess what Alan Jackson did? He asked if it was okay to pray with us. So he did. After which, we spent the entire flight chatting with Alan Jackson. He and his band even belted out a couple songs along the way. It is legit one of those memories I will never forget. I never got to see him to live. But I’d say this experience trumps any concert of his I could have went to. I think something like that speaks more to the man he is than his music. Here he is, just met this kid and his mom 5 minutes prior, and he is offering a prayer to calm my fears for my first flight. So, in closing - I pray Alan can find true peace in his retirement, and I pray that the Father will provide him with healing and assuage his suffering with the disease he has. Thank you for the prayer, Alan Jackson. Thank you for all the wonderful music, and thank you for never being afraid to profess your love for our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

Paul Fleuret

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I have a story about addiction from a different perspective. A story where recovery was not possible. I have one sibling. An older brother. Everyone loved him. It was easy to love him. He died 10 years ago. It was a horrible death that took him 20 years to accomplish, dragging everyone who loved him along the way. He was an amazing musician. He didn't read music. No lessons. Hand him any instrument, and he can play it. He had a big heart. He was easily the funniest person I've ever known. And he is the only other human being who speaks fluent movie-script-quotes with precision and skill. But alcohol took over in his mid-20s. Bam Margera is just 2 years younger than my brother. He reminds me of my brother *so* much. Everything Bam and his family went through with his addiction is what my brother and family went through. My brother left high school because he was a gifted songwriter and musician. Bam left because he was a gifted skater. My brother was really into editing and producing films, and so is Bam. When Ryan Dunn died, and Bam went off the deep end, I was watching my brother do the same thing every time a strong emotion hit him, and he simply didn't know what to do with it. My brother was so beautiful on the outside, yet unrecognizable at the end. I can not tell you how many times my brother would go missing. Hundreds of times. He would sometimes go missing for up to a week. Then we'd get a call from the police or a hospital. Usually, the hospital would be first because he'd be near death. Then they would keep him on a 5150 at a mental health facility. Then he would come home. One time, he chased me with a knife in his hand, screaming he was going to kill me as I was running out of my parents' home on a cordless phone dialing 911. I found a fifth of vodka in his room and poured it down the drain. He went looking for it 20 minutes later, and it was empty...and I told him I poured it out. When I was 24 years old, I landed my first job that came with an office. My name was outside of it. I was stoked. I worked my ass off to get there. But there was no happiness at that time in my life. I remember my father calling me at work, sitting in that office, to say he was coming to pick me up because he knew where my brother, who had been missing for 4 days, was. The credit card he stole from my mother showed he was at a little oceanfront motel 10 minutes away. And I remember thinking to myself on the way over there...I have to open the motel room door. I can't let my dad see him hanging. It will destroy his life. I told my dad to wait about 10 feet to my left, and I opened the door, and there was my brother fashioning a sheet into a noose. Another time he went missing, and they found him on the roof of a building with the inside of his arms slashed from elbow to wrist, just lying in a pool of blood. Dark shit. Both of the insides of his arms were mutilated from being sliced open so many times. At least 30, if not more. He stopped wearing short-sleeved shirts in public about 10 years before he died. He got to the point of seizures when he withdrew and had alcohol-related dementia for the last 3 years of his life, which would come and go. Then one day, after 2 decades, he called my parents and said something was wrong. My parents went over to his place, ended up calling 911, the ambulance got there, and he started walking outside with assistance from paramedics and collapsed. In front of my parents. He was rushed to the hospital. I had not seen my brother for the last 9 years of his life. He disowned me. Because he felt he had to. He killed my dog when he got drunk 9 years before he died. No one knows if he meant to or not, he was so wasted. He couldn't face me after that. So he disowned me. And a piece of my heart died the day he did it. I talked to my parents right before they left to see what was wrong that day. The last thing I said to my dad was, "Do not let him die without me having an opportunity to say goodbye." My dad called me from the er 2 hours later and said, "You should come over now. He won't know you're here." When I got there, I was shocked at what I saw. He wasn't the right color. He was in a coma. Severe internal bleeding. On life support. It was jarring even after seeing him in a much similar state hundreds of times for such a long time. He was taken to the ICU 3 hours later, where they would transfuse blood by the bag damn near constantly, and it just shot out of his nose. It was bloody. A lot of blood. After about 6 hours, I told my parents to go home and get some rest. I would stay with him. And I talked to him like he was right there. Like one of the hundreds of pillow-fort slumber parties we had as kids. Like no time had passed, and his addiction never existed. I showed him pictures of my life over the past decade on my phone...just like he was there. But he wasn't there. And after 3 hours and extensive talks with several doctors and specialists, I had to make the decision to remove his life support. After my parents returned and said goodbye, I told them to wait out in the hall until he passed because I could not allow them to have the memory of him dying, and I returned to my brother's side, and said what I needed to say, bawling my heart out. I told them to turn off the machines, and I held him in my arms as he died. It took just over 7 minutes. And I just held him. I had Nine Inch Nails playing for him. One of his favorites thanks to Pretty Hate Machine. He was a fan for life after that. He was my best friend. But he was also someone I had to protect myself from if he was intoxicated. This is the end that usually becomes a reality for addicts and their families. Then there's someone like Bam Margera. He went to the same place my brother went to in his head. And he came back. Bam is one of the greatest comebacks ever and a story of recovery worth knowing. I see YouTube shorts of Bam skating again every day, and I'm so moved that I just sit here and cry. You can see his personality is back. You have no idea how rare that is. Their personality shows very little while they're in their addiction. Recovery stories are incredibly personal to so many people, including those who have gone through addiction with an addict because they love them so much...they'd see anything they had to see and endure anything they have to endure just to be there with them at their lowest point. Addicts are not monsters. The stuff they use to numb the pain they do not understand is the real monster. And when you put enough of that into a human being, they do things they would *never* do without it. People are not pure. We are more complex than that. We are good and bad. Light and dark. Right and wrong. Chaotic and serene. You will find that the answer to every question you have about life is usually "both" for a reason. Because one can not exist without the other. With recovery stories like Hunter Biden's and Bam Margera's out in the ether, more people will be less ignorant as to how this disease plays out, and that will do nothing but good for so many families struggling with this issue. Addiction isn't just for the addict. Addiction is for everyone who loves them, as well. It's just a different perspective of hell. So listen to recovery stories with renewed respect because most addicts end up the way it ended for the only sibling I'll ever have.
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I have a story about addiction from a different perspective. A story where recovery was not possible. I have one sibling. An older brother. Everyone loved him. It was easy to love him. He died 10 years ago. It was a horrible death that took him 20 years to accomplish, dragging everyone who loved him along the way. He was an amazing musician. He didn't read music. No lessons. Hand him any instrument, and he can play it. He had a big heart. He was easily the funniest person I've ever known. And he is the only other human being who speaks fluent movie-script-quotes with precision and skill. But alcohol took over in his mid-20s. Bam Margera is just 2 years younger than my brother. He reminds me of my brother *so* much. Everything Bam and his family went through with his addiction is what my brother and family went through. My brother left high school because he was a gifted songwriter and musician. Bam left because he was a gifted skater. My brother was really into editing and producing films, and so is Bam. When Ryan Dunn died, and Bam went off the deep end, I was watching my brother do the same thing every time a strong emotion hit him, and he simply didn't know what to do with it. My brother was so beautiful on the outside, yet unrecognizable at the end. I can not tell you how many times my brother would go missing. Hundreds of times. He would sometimes go missing for up to a week. Then we'd get a call from the police or a hospital. Usually, the hospital would be first because he'd be near death. Then they would keep him on a 5150 at a mental health facility. Then he would come home. One time, he chased me with a knife in his hand, screaming he was going to kill me as I was running out of my parents' home on a cordless phone dialing 911. I found a fifth of vodka in his room and poured it down the drain. He went looking for it 20 minutes later, and it was empty...and I told him I poured it out. When I was 24 years old, I landed my first job that came with an office. My name was outside of it. I was stoked. I worked my ass off to get there. But there was no happiness at that time in my life. I remember my father calling me at work, sitting in that office, to say he was coming to pick me up because he knew where my brother, who had been missing for 4 days, was. The credit card he stole from my mother showed he was at a little oceanfront motel 10 minutes away. And I remember thinking to myself on the way over there...I have to open the motel room door. I can't let my dad see him hanging. It will destroy his life. I told my dad to wait about 10 feet to my left, and I opened the door, and there was my brother fashioning a sheet into a noose. Another time he went missing, and they found him on the roof of a building with the inside of his arms slashed from elbow to wrist, just lying in a pool of blood. Dark shit. Both of the insides of his arms were mutilated from being sliced open so many times. At least 30, if not more. He stopped wearing short-sleeved shirts in public about 10 years before he died. He got to the point of seizures when he withdrew and had alcohol-related dementia for the last 3 years of his life, which would come and go. Then one day, after 2 decades, he called my parents and said something was wrong. My parents went over to his place, ended up calling 911, the ambulance got there, and he started walking outside with assistance from paramedics and collapsed. In front of my parents. He was rushed to the hospital. I had not seen my brother for the last 9 years of his life. He disowned me. Because he felt he had to. He killed my dog when he got drunk 9 years before he died. No one knows if he meant to or not, he was so wasted. He couldn't face me after that. So he disowned me. And a piece of my heart died the day he did it. I talked to my parents right before they left to see what was wrong that day. The last thing I said to my dad was, "Do not let him die without me having an opportunity to say goodbye." My dad called me from the er 2 hours later and said, "You should come over now. He won't know you're here." When I got there, I was shocked at what I saw. He wasn't the right color. He was in a coma. Severe internal bleeding. On life support. It was jarring even after seeing him in a much similar state hundreds of times for such a long time. He was taken to the ICU 3 hours later, where they would transfuse blood by the bag damn near constantly, and it just shot out of his nose. It was bloody. A lot of blood. After about 6 hours, I told my parents to go home and get some rest. I would stay with him. And I talked to him like he was right there. Like one of the hundreds of pillow-fort slumber parties we had as kids. Like no time had passed, and his addiction never existed. I showed him pictures of my life over the past decade on my phone...just like he was there. But he wasn't there. And after 3 hours and extensive talks with several doctors and specialists, I had to make the decision to remove his life support. After my parents returned and said goodbye, I told them to wait out in the hall until he passed because I could not allow them to have the memory of him dying, and I returned to my brother's side, and said what I needed to say, bawling my heart out. I told them to turn off the machines, and I held him in my arms as he died. It took just over 7 minutes. And I just held him. I had Nine Inch Nails playing for him. One of his favorites thanks to Pretty Hate Machine. He was a fan for life after that. He was my best friend. But he was also someone I had to protect myself from if he was intoxicated. This is the end that usually becomes a reality for addicts and their families. Then there's someone like Bam Margera. He went to the same place my brother went to in his head. And he came back. Bam is one of the greatest comebacks ever and a story of recovery worth knowing. I see YouTube shorts of Bam skating again every day, and I'm so moved that I just sit here and cry. You can see his personality is back. You have no idea how rare that is. Their personality shows very little while they're in their addiction. Recovery stories are incredibly personal to so many people, including those who have gone through addiction with an addict because they love them so much...they'd see anything they had to see and endure anything they have to endure just to be there with them at their lowest point. Addicts are not monsters. The stuff they use to numb the pain they do not understand is the real monster. And when you put enough of that into a human being, they do things they would *never* do without it. People are not pure. We are more complex than that. We are good and bad. Light and dark. Right and wrong. Chaotic and serene. You will find that the answer to every question you have about life is usually "both" for a reason. Because one can not exist without the other. With recovery stories like Hunter Biden's and Bam Margera's out in the ether, more people will be less ignorant as to how this disease plays out, and that will do nothing but good for so many families struggling with this issue. Addiction isn't just for the addict. Addiction is for everyone who loves them, as well. It's just a different perspective of hell. So listen to recovery stories with renewed respect because most addicts end up the way it ended for the only sibling I'll ever have.

Nicole Minét

407,918 Aufrufe • vor 1 Monat

Analyzing Episode 35. Season 2 aka Turning the Tables Alrighty, let's do this. Episode 35 was one of the strongest episodes of season 2, I think, because we get to see Ciho and Alya kind of switch places, for once. In s1, Alya would mostly pick flight when her feelings got overwhelming. Whereas Ciho, with his Ağa mindset, would inevitably choose to fight. But, unlike in s1, the circumstances are unique. We see the tables turn because Alya probably hasn't loved anyone before like she loves Cihan, and Cihan hasn't ever come across a test as heavy as the half-alive Boran. So, essentially, they're both out of their comfort zones. Let's discuss Alya first. My love for this character just keeps growing. I've yet to see someone be as principled and willing to break the rules, as strong and soft at the same time, as Alya Albora. The woman is a marvel. We must protect her at all costs (Get in line, Ciho). As the episode begins, Alya walks off to their room and proceeds to lock herself in Cihan's study after informing everyone about Cihan's not-so-tiny health problem. I think being the smart cookie she is, she realizes early on that Cihan will be his stubborn self about the surgery business, which is why something of a plan is already forming in her head. When Cihan shows up to talk, Alya doesn't back down from telling him she knows exactly why he's walking to almost certain death. Still, she only brings out the big guns after pleading with him to review his decision doesn't work. Her goal isn't to hurt him. It's to save him. To shock him enough to wake from the limbo Cihan has isolated himself in. When her words fail to achieve their target, she acts. I'm pretty damn sure she knows exactly what she's going to do as she's packing her clothes to leave the mansion. Alya refuses to leave Cihan's side even in the worst of circumstances, so her walking out when he's about to risk his life is completely out of character. And not only that, before leaving, she tells Cihan she doesn't want to talk to him or see him until he changes his mind about becoming the donor. See? Smart. She's doing everything she can to keep him from monitoring her movements (like he generally does :D). She's learned to read her husband, so much so that she turns his tactics on him. And Cihan never picks up on it. And watching her in action is poetry in motion - beautiful and heartbreaking at the same time. Because this time, the one person she can always count on for support isn't with her. She's fighting for Cihan, for their love, all on her own. Even though they promise each other they'd face whatever obstacles come their way together as they leave the airport in ep 29. While everyone gathers to wish Cihan well before the operation, Alya walks through those corridors alone. She has no one to calm her fears, no one to soothe her brow. No one tells her they'll be praying for her quick recovery. And that hurts like a son of a bitch. Because Alya has such a capacity for love and giving, she doesn't hesitate to take huge risks for the people she loves. On the other hand, she has no one other than Cihan to do the same for her. He's her other half. And there's no way in hell she'd stand back and watch him destroy himself. Her devotion and resolve are crystal clear when she speaks to Cihan while he's sedated. Still, I think some of her loneliness and desperation bleeds through her words to her husband. Almost as if something deep inside her cries out for him to wake up and choose her - like she's choosing him. Over everyone. Even her own life. Speaking of choosing, let's pause here and pivot to Cihan Bey. Cihan, like all of us, is a product of his upbringing, his environment, and his personal beliefs. Two of those three things are extremely toxic and warped. Not to mention, the guilt that's eating him alive is a product of those two things. They say when you're undergoing feelings of intense guilt, you tend to fluctuate between two states - suppression and surrender. When you suppress, you tell yourself you're fine. Everything's okay. Things are best this way type of stuff. In fact, I want you to remember this phrase. Then, there's surrender - moments of lucidity where you realize you're falling apart, that this isn't what you want at all. You're flooded by emotions and longing about what you're denying yourself. And that's something you see in Cihan over and over in this episode. He keeps fluctuating from one state to the other, and I don't think he even realizes what he's about to do to himself and Alya by wanting to go through with that operation. Take the scene where they're talking in their room before Alya leaves. On the one hand, Cihan tells Alya he has responsibilities to his family, and on the other, he can't see how his decision will affect Alya and Deniz. Then, when Cihan tries talking to Alya when he's driving her to work, he tells her he doesn't want to sacrifice their love, but in the next instance, he tells her he won't lose her 'in his heart' even if Boran wakes up. You see the inconsistency? He keeps switching between what he truly wants and the things might be best this way mindset. Surrender and suppression. Like when he keeps seeking her out at every turn, but insists on undergoing a surgery that will almost certainly kill him. The guilt inside him builds like pressure almost. He tries to suppress it until it spills over, revealing his true feelings, then he panics and moves back to suppression again. This keeps repeating until he wakes up to discover that Alya is the one undergoing the surgery. That's when the cycle finally breaks. Because when he's faced with the reality of losing Alya forever, he finally accepts the core truth driving his guilt - he fell in love with his brother's wife. Sure, he thinks Boran is dead and gone when it happens, but guilt doesn't really follow logic. That's why Alya being the donor and almost losing her life forces him to accept the love he feels for Alya is part of him now. There is no fighting it, there is no changing it. There is only accepting it. And his speech to Boran before he sees Alya is proof of his surrender. Because he finally admits that his bond with Alya isn't about choice anymore, he doesn't control the love; it controls him now. In front of Boran, no less. He finally looks his guilt in the face and starts to overcome it. That's why we see him initiating the kiss in their room. He's not overcome by self-reproach when he thinks of touching Alya intimately now. All very, very positive signs. And, let's not forget, when he sees his entire family conspired behind his back to allow Alya to be the donor, he understands another sold truth. He is the only family Alya has apart from Deniz. Which makes Alya's sacrifice all the more powerful. Because he realizes that she kept her part of the bargain. She kept fighting for them, even when he didn't. Hopefully, this is the moment where Cihan stops running and starts choosing. Alya didn’t just save his life physically; she forced him to confront the part of himself he kept buried. And now that he’s finally surrendered to that truth, we’re about to see the version of Cihan who fights for love instead of resisting it. Till next time, happy reading, y'all. #CihAl #UzakŞehir
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Analyzing Episode 35. Season 2 aka Turning the Tables Alrighty, let's do this. Episode 35 was one of the strongest episodes of season 2, I think, because we get to see Ciho and Alya kind of switch places, for once. In s1, Alya would mostly pick flight when her feelings got overwhelming. Whereas Ciho, with his Ağa mindset, would inevitably choose to fight. But, unlike in s1, the circumstances are unique. We see the tables turn because Alya probably hasn't loved anyone before like she loves Cihan, and Cihan hasn't ever come across a test as heavy as the half-alive Boran. So, essentially, they're both out of their comfort zones. Let's discuss Alya first. My love for this character just keeps growing. I've yet to see someone be as principled and willing to break the rules, as strong and soft at the same time, as Alya Albora. The woman is a marvel. We must protect her at all costs (Get in line, Ciho). As the episode begins, Alya walks off to their room and proceeds to lock herself in Cihan's study after informing everyone about Cihan's not-so-tiny health problem. I think being the smart cookie she is, she realizes early on that Cihan will be his stubborn self about the surgery business, which is why something of a plan is already forming in her head. When Cihan shows up to talk, Alya doesn't back down from telling him she knows exactly why he's walking to almost certain death. Still, she only brings out the big guns after pleading with him to review his decision doesn't work. Her goal isn't to hurt him. It's to save him. To shock him enough to wake from the limbo Cihan has isolated himself in. When her words fail to achieve their target, she acts. I'm pretty damn sure she knows exactly what she's going to do as she's packing her clothes to leave the mansion. Alya refuses to leave Cihan's side even in the worst of circumstances, so her walking out when he's about to risk his life is completely out of character. And not only that, before leaving, she tells Cihan she doesn't want to talk to him or see him until he changes his mind about becoming the donor. See? Smart. She's doing everything she can to keep him from monitoring her movements (like he generally does :D). She's learned to read her husband, so much so that she turns his tactics on him. And Cihan never picks up on it. And watching her in action is poetry in motion - beautiful and heartbreaking at the same time. Because this time, the one person she can always count on for support isn't with her. She's fighting for Cihan, for their love, all on her own. Even though they promise each other they'd face whatever obstacles come their way together as they leave the airport in ep 29. While everyone gathers to wish Cihan well before the operation, Alya walks through those corridors alone. She has no one to calm her fears, no one to soothe her brow. No one tells her they'll be praying for her quick recovery. And that hurts like a son of a bitch. Because Alya has such a capacity for love and giving, she doesn't hesitate to take huge risks for the people she loves. On the other hand, she has no one other than Cihan to do the same for her. He's her other half. And there's no way in hell she'd stand back and watch him destroy himself. Her devotion and resolve are crystal clear when she speaks to Cihan while he's sedated. Still, I think some of her loneliness and desperation bleeds through her words to her husband. Almost as if something deep inside her cries out for him to wake up and choose her - like she's choosing him. Over everyone. Even her own life. Speaking of choosing, let's pause here and pivot to Cihan Bey. Cihan, like all of us, is a product of his upbringing, his environment, and his personal beliefs. Two of those three things are extremely toxic and warped. Not to mention, the guilt that's eating him alive is a product of those two things. They say when you're undergoing feelings of intense guilt, you tend to fluctuate between two states - suppression and surrender. When you suppress, you tell yourself you're fine. Everything's okay. Things are best this way type of stuff. In fact, I want you to remember this phrase. Then, there's surrender - moments of lucidity where you realize you're falling apart, that this isn't what you want at all. You're flooded by emotions and longing about what you're denying yourself. And that's something you see in Cihan over and over in this episode. He keeps fluctuating from one state to the other, and I don't think he even realizes what he's about to do to himself and Alya by wanting to go through with that operation. Take the scene where they're talking in their room before Alya leaves. On the one hand, Cihan tells Alya he has responsibilities to his family, and on the other, he can't see how his decision will affect Alya and Deniz. Then, when Cihan tries talking to Alya when he's driving her to work, he tells her he doesn't want to sacrifice their love, but in the next instance, he tells her he won't lose her 'in his heart' even if Boran wakes up. You see the inconsistency? He keeps switching between what he truly wants and the things might be best this way mindset. Surrender and suppression. Like when he keeps seeking her out at every turn, but insists on undergoing a surgery that will almost certainly kill him. The guilt inside him builds like pressure almost. He tries to suppress it until it spills over, revealing his true feelings, then he panics and moves back to suppression again. This keeps repeating until he wakes up to discover that Alya is the one undergoing the surgery. That's when the cycle finally breaks. Because when he's faced with the reality of losing Alya forever, he finally accepts the core truth driving his guilt - he fell in love with his brother's wife. Sure, he thinks Boran is dead and gone when it happens, but guilt doesn't really follow logic. That's why Alya being the donor and almost losing her life forces him to accept the love he feels for Alya is part of him now. There is no fighting it, there is no changing it. There is only accepting it. And his speech to Boran before he sees Alya is proof of his surrender. Because he finally admits that his bond with Alya isn't about choice anymore, he doesn't control the love; it controls him now. In front of Boran, no less. He finally looks his guilt in the face and starts to overcome it. That's why we see him initiating the kiss in their room. He's not overcome by self-reproach when he thinks of touching Alya intimately now. All very, very positive signs. And, let's not forget, when he sees his entire family conspired behind his back to allow Alya to be the donor, he understands another sold truth. He is the only family Alya has apart from Deniz. Which makes Alya's sacrifice all the more powerful. Because he realizes that she kept her part of the bargain. She kept fighting for them, even when he didn't. Hopefully, this is the moment where Cihan stops running and starts choosing. Alya didn’t just save his life physically; she forced him to confront the part of himself he kept buried. And now that he’s finally surrendered to that truth, we’re about to see the version of Cihan who fights for love instead of resisting it. Till next time, happy reading, y'all. #CihAl #UzakŞehir

CocoLoco

26,299 Aufrufe • vor 9 Monaten

🫎 🪿 The sky had just turned light when my baby brother, Kenji the Mooseweiler, decided to wake up the household by holding his stuffed goose in his mouth and honking it. Over and over. And Over. I opened one sleepy eye to see him standing there proudly honking away like he was performing the National Anthem at a sporting event. I could have happily slept until much closer to breakfast time, but nooooo. Because the oversized Pork Roast's honking woke humans, he was taken outside for a ridiculously early potty break. And humans seem to think when one dog needs to go out, all dogs need to go out. The humans think wrong. I did not need to go out. What I needed was to resume my dream of staying at a luxury resort where I was in the pool doggy paddling my way to the swim up cheese bar. 🧀 Instead I was expected to get up and head outside to keep Kenji company while he did his morning business. I reluctantly rose from my super comfy bed and did the obligatory big stretch, which was NOT EVEN ACKNOWLEDGED!! Then I headed outside where the honker was waiting for me. I went directly into the potty area, squatted and did my business promptly like a good girl. Kenji did 17 laps sniffing the yard, tripped over the pool and nearly fell in it, and then finally lifted a leg on a tree. Another 17 laps and he squatted his moose caboose and did the other part of his business. It was obvious this wasn't an urgent potty situation and that we both could have continued our peaceful slumbers for at least another hour. Because he was taking so long the human had to come outside and do a welfare check. Once she determined we were both present and still alive, she thought it would be fun to work on teaching baby rottie Kenji to give me hugs. Once again she thought wrong. It was not fun. For the right price I'll happily put a paw around him. However I absawoofly do not want his giant clumsy clownpaws randomly smacking me as he tries to figure out where to put them. To make it even more insulting, after the uncoordinated chaos goblin played whack-a-mole on my head, I discovered the human had no treats!! And do you think breakfast was served early when we went back inside? Nope. Not a single morsel. I am now going to nap until I hear the sound of food. And if I hear the sound of Kenji honking that goose, I will repossess it and skillfully extract it's squeaker. 🪿😴 🎥 Feeble hug attempts #HonkingRottie #GooseWakeUpCall #MooseWithGoose #ChesnyyWantsSleep #SendTreatsNotGeese
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🫎 🪿 The sky had just turned light when my baby brother, Kenji the Mooseweiler, decided to wake up the household by holding his stuffed goose in his mouth and honking it. Over and over. And Over. I opened one sleepy eye to see him standing there proudly honking away like he was performing the National Anthem at a sporting event. I could have happily slept until much closer to breakfast time, but nooooo. Because the oversized Pork Roast's honking woke humans, he was taken outside for a ridiculously early potty break. And humans seem to think when one dog needs to go out, all dogs need to go out. The humans think wrong. I did not need to go out. What I needed was to resume my dream of staying at a luxury resort where I was in the pool doggy paddling my way to the swim up cheese bar. 🧀 Instead I was expected to get up and head outside to keep Kenji company while he did his morning business. I reluctantly rose from my super comfy bed and did the obligatory big stretch, which was NOT EVEN ACKNOWLEDGED!! Then I headed outside where the honker was waiting for me. I went directly into the potty area, squatted and did my business promptly like a good girl. Kenji did 17 laps sniffing the yard, tripped over the pool and nearly fell in it, and then finally lifted a leg on a tree. Another 17 laps and he squatted his moose caboose and did the other part of his business. It was obvious this wasn't an urgent potty situation and that we both could have continued our peaceful slumbers for at least another hour. Because he was taking so long the human had to come outside and do a welfare check. Once she determined we were both present and still alive, she thought it would be fun to work on teaching baby rottie Kenji to give me hugs. Once again she thought wrong. It was not fun. For the right price I'll happily put a paw around him. However I absawoofly do not want his giant clumsy clownpaws randomly smacking me as he tries to figure out where to put them. To make it even more insulting, after the uncoordinated chaos goblin played whack-a-mole on my head, I discovered the human had no treats!! And do you think breakfast was served early when we went back inside? Nope. Not a single morsel. I am now going to nap until I hear the sound of food. And if I hear the sound of Kenji honking that goose, I will repossess it and skillfully extract it's squeaker. 🪿😴 🎥 Feeble hug attempts #HonkingRottie #GooseWakeUpCall #MooseWithGoose #ChesnyyWantsSleep #SendTreatsNotGeese

Team Servicerottie🇨🇦🐕‍🦺🦽

19,188 Aufrufe • vor 2 Monaten

This footage comes from a home security camera inside the Mercer residence in Knoxville, Tennessee. The man in the pajamas is Harold. He is 79 years old. He was diagnosed with a progressive memory condition two years ago. Part of Harold's condition causes what his doctors call "sundowning." In the late evening hours, Harold's mind sometimes takes him back decades. He will wake up convinced he needs to drive somewhere. Go to work. Meet someone. He gets dressed in whatever is closest. Walks to the door. Before last year, this happened three or four times a week. Harold's wife, Carol, would hear him and get up to guide him back. But Carol has her own health challenges. She can't always wake up fast enough. On two separate occasions, Harold made it outside before Carol could stop him. A neighbor found him once at eleven PM walking down the middle of their street in slippers. Their son suggested an alert system. They tried one. Harold figured out how to turn it off. Then last February, their daughter brought over a two-year-old Golden Retriever named Samson that she could no longer keep due to a housing move. Nobody planned what happened next. About three weeks after Samson arrived, Carol reviewed the home security footage from the previous night. She hadn't heard Harold get up. The footage showed Harold walking down the hallway toward the front door at 1:17 AM. And Samson already standing at the door before Harold reached it. Harold tried to go around him. Samson shifted. Blocked again. Harold tried once more. Samson moved a second time. Then Samson reached up and very gently took Harold's sleeve in his mouth. Just held it. Began slowly walking Harold back down the hallway toward the bedroom. Harold followed him. Carol watched the footage sitting at her kitchen table with her coffee going cold in her hands. She called their son right away. Sent him the clip. Their son showed it to Harold's brain doctor at the next appointment. The doctor reviewed it twice. Then said: "This is door-blocking and redirection behavior. It is a recognized way to help with memory-related wandering. This dog is doing it correctly. On his own. Without any training." Carol told us: "Samson came to us because our daughter needed somewhere for him to go. We thought we were doing her a favor. Turns out Samson was the one doing us the favor. He has been watching over Harold every single night." Harold, on a clear morning, was told about what Samson does. He looked at the dog for a long moment. Then said: "Well. Somebody has to look after things around here. Samson sleeps at the foot of Harold's bed now. Some dogs arrive at exactly the right moment, for reasons nobody fully understands until much later.
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This footage comes from a home security camera inside the Mercer residence in Knoxville, Tennessee. The man in the pajamas is Harold. He is 79 years old. He was diagnosed with a progressive memory condition two years ago. Part of Harold's condition causes what his doctors call "sundowning." In the late evening hours, Harold's mind sometimes takes him back decades. He will wake up convinced he needs to drive somewhere. Go to work. Meet someone. He gets dressed in whatever is closest. Walks to the door. Before last year, this happened three or four times a week. Harold's wife, Carol, would hear him and get up to guide him back. But Carol has her own health challenges. She can't always wake up fast enough. On two separate occasions, Harold made it outside before Carol could stop him. A neighbor found him once at eleven PM walking down the middle of their street in slippers. Their son suggested an alert system. They tried one. Harold figured out how to turn it off. Then last February, their daughter brought over a two-year-old Golden Retriever named Samson that she could no longer keep due to a housing move. Nobody planned what happened next. About three weeks after Samson arrived, Carol reviewed the home security footage from the previous night. She hadn't heard Harold get up. The footage showed Harold walking down the hallway toward the front door at 1:17 AM. And Samson already standing at the door before Harold reached it. Harold tried to go around him. Samson shifted. Blocked again. Harold tried once more. Samson moved a second time. Then Samson reached up and very gently took Harold's sleeve in his mouth. Just held it. Began slowly walking Harold back down the hallway toward the bedroom. Harold followed him. Carol watched the footage sitting at her kitchen table with her coffee going cold in her hands. She called their son right away. Sent him the clip. Their son showed it to Harold's brain doctor at the next appointment. The doctor reviewed it twice. Then said: "This is door-blocking and redirection behavior. It is a recognized way to help with memory-related wandering. This dog is doing it correctly. On his own. Without any training." Carol told us: "Samson came to us because our daughter needed somewhere for him to go. We thought we were doing her a favor. Turns out Samson was the one doing us the favor. He has been watching over Harold every single night." Harold, on a clear morning, was told about what Samson does. He looked at the dog for a long moment. Then said: "Well. Somebody has to look after things around here. Samson sleeps at the foot of Harold's bed now. Some dogs arrive at exactly the right moment, for reasons nobody fully understands until much later.

Gabriele Corno

780,996 Aufrufe • vor 26 Tagen

🚨Hero police officer reveals his fears after being sacked for tackling knife-wielding teenager - as Home Secretary faces calls to step in An award-winning police officer who was sacked for a 'lack of respect' after arresting a knife-carrying teenager has claimed the saga has left him worrying about whether he can 'pay his mortgage'. The shocking footage shows how PC Lorne Castle grabbed the 15-year-old boy, who was suspected of assault, and pushed him into a wall before slamming him into the ground and proceeding to place his hand over the youth's face while shouting threats and curse words. During the commotion a Stanley-type knife fell out of the teenager's waistband. PC Castle, 46, was dismissed from Dorset Police over the Bournemouth arrest, sparking a wave of criticism as it emerged the teen was suspected of assaulting two people including an elderly gentlemen. He has now lifted the lid on a nightmare 16 months which he said 'could have broken him' - as Home Secretary Yvette Cooper faces calls to step in. The police officer told GB News: 'I came into police nine or 10 years ago. Prior to that, I was in the sports industry, went to Bournemouth University where I did law. 'I've had a confident life and am happy and get on with people. The last year and a half, when they've put me on restricted duties, I'm not allowed face-to-face contact with people. 'I'm isolated. I don't know whether I'm going to be able to pay the mortgage and bring money home until I see how this goes.' PC Castle also gave an insight into what was going through his head during the incident, which resulted in him being found guilty of gross misconduct. 'My intent was to arrest a potentially violent suspect without injuries,' he said. 'He was arrested, no injuries and no complaint, and a knife was removed from the street. 'It's not a nice situation for anyone to be in...other officers have been in that situation and that's why I am here now. Any mistake, pause or hesitation can have dramatic results. 'My intention was good and that's why I have maintained my innocence, because I know my own mindset. 'If I know it can be analysed like a sport, armchair critiquing, some time down the line, it's gonna make you pause. Whether that's good or bad it needs to be looked at.' It comes after Dorset Police released the full bodycam footage from PC Castle's partner on the stop, allowing the public to judge the chaotic episode for themselves. Following the arrest PC Castle's colleagues reported concerns about his conduct to senior officers, prompting a 16-month investigation and gross misconduct proceedings. A misconduct panel last week found PC Castle made the boy feel 'frightened and intimidated' and showed him a 'lack of courtesy and respect' during the arrest in January last year. The officer admitted that he 'lost control' during the arrest and tearfully apologised for his 'out of character' actions at a police disciplinary hearing. The panel, led by Wiltshire Police Assistant Chief Constable Deborah Smith, found him guilty of gross misconduct. They said he failed to act with self-control, did not treat the boy with courtesy or respect and that his 'shouting, swearing, finger pointing, taking hold of the boy's face suggested use of leg restraints was not necessary, reasonable or proportionate'. It was alleged the officer also grabbed the boy's throat but this was not proven. PC Castle was dismissed without notice and barred from serving again. The bodycam footage showed how PC Castle was the first out of the patrol car before putting the boy to the wall and then pushing him to the ground while shouting: 'You're under arrest'. While on top of the teenager on the ground, he then shouted: 'Get on the ground. Get down. Get down. 'Show me your f***ing hands, now. Put your f***ing hands behind your [back].' The teen, who is clearly distressed, screams and told PC Castle 'I can't' - as the officer is on top of him. PC Castle's female colleague can then by heard trying to intervene to de-escalate the situation, but Castle would not be stopped. While pointing his finger into the teen's face, he yelled: 'Right, listen, stop screaming like a little b****. Do you understand that? Shut up.' He continues: 'Roll over. Right, you try resisting again, do you understand? Right, shut up. 'If you try resisting one more time - right get your f***ing hands behind your back, do you understand? 'One hand at a time! One hand at a time. Stop screaming.' Speaking into his radio PC Castle then asks for another unit to be sent over because the suspect is 'being a little b****.' He then begins yelling at the boy again, while still on top of him on the ground, and pointing into his face. 'Right, stop resisting or I'm going to smash you. Do you understand? Put your hands behind your back.' PC Castle then tells members of the public who are watching on: 'Move back, now.' He places his hands on top of the boy's face, prompting him to cry out in what appears to be pain. He shouts: 'You are under arrest at the moment on suspicion of assault. Right do not move.' It is just 90 seconds after PC Castle opened the car door. Throughout the arrest, the 15-year-old could be heard screaming and shouting 'what have I done wrong?'. At one point he starts crying and appears to be struggling to draw breath. On the day of the arrest, the panel heard that the boy was suspected of assaulting an elderly man while riding an e-scooter before getting embroiled in a fracas with another youth outside McDonalds. PC Castle, who has twice won a national bravery award including one for saving an elderly woman from drowning in a swollen river in 2023, spotted the suspect walking up Richmond Hill in Bournemouth before the stop. His colleague attempted to step in to calm the situation several times but was all but ignored by PC Castle, video footage shows. Giving evidence, PC Castle said he became 'overwhelmed and scared' when the boy resisted as his mind flashed back to his arrest of a county lines drug dealer 18 months earlier which led him fearing for his life. As the officer struggled with the dealer, his associate who was stood behind was being told to 'cut him' - before an off-duty officer intervened to defend him. PC Castle admitted he had overstepped the mark with his language and aggression and broke down in tears as he said: 'I'm embarrassed by the video and I apologise for my actions. 'Anyone who knows me in public or private life knows that is not how I behave. When he started screaming and resisting I panicked and became overwhelmed. 'I did not choke the suspect and I did not get him in a headlock. I was trying to keep his head still with the palm of my hand so he did not hit his head. 'I did not put my full weight on him as my knees were on the concrete. I only applied enough weight to keep his body still. 'During the arrest I saw the knife fall out of his waistband so he was arrested for a knife offence. I think the arrest needed to be made but I lost control of the situation.' Mark Ley Morgan, representing Dorset Police at the hearing, said the knife was not relevant as PC Castle did not know the boy had it when making the arrest. Mr Morgan said: 'PC Castle breached standards of professional behaviour by failing to act with self control and failing to treat him with courtesy or respect. 'He abused his power and authority and his behaviour undermined confidence in the police. 'It was totally unnecessary and disproportionate, and it is so serious that dismissal would be justified.' 'PC Castle has let the police service and his colleagues down and he does not represent the many hard-working officers and staff of Dorset Police. 'The outcome reflects the seriousness of this matter and ensures that he will no longer hold a role in policing and the privilege of constable. 'I am grateful to the officers for having the courage to do the right thing and report their concerns about PC Castle's actions.' After the hearing, Dorset Police Deputy Chief Constable Rachel Farrell acknowledged that officers did a 'tough job' but said PC Castle let the force down by his actions. She said: 'I have never been in any doubt that PC Castle's actions were excessive, aggressive and inappropriate and I can understand the communities we serve will be concerned about this case. But the judgment proved divisive with many reacting online and speaking out in support of the officer. Norman Brennan, a retired police officer and founder of the campaign group Protect the Protectors, accused Dorset Police of throwing PC Castle ‘under a bus’. He said: 'Senior officers at Dorset Police have taken leave of their senses.. This decision epitomises how they have lost touch with the danger and reality of frontline policing. It is bloody madness. 'Police officers when facing volatile or violent situations will at times swear and use some unsavoury words. 'All arrests involve some form of force and pushing someone even in the face during a struggle is not always intentional and even if it is its part and parcel in many arrests when restraining a suspect. No arrest is without some sort of force. 'I'm sick and tired of officers being disciplined for things like this and I think the majority of the public would think this is absolutely bonkers. 'Many senior officers kowtow to the constant criticism of the police in a sort of appeasement and often throw officers under the bus or to the wolves as sacrificial lambs. Cases like this are more likely to deter people from joining the police.'
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🚨Hero police officer reveals his fears after being sacked for tackling knife-wielding teenager - as Home Secretary faces calls to step in An award-winning police officer who was sacked for a 'lack of respect' after arresting a knife-carrying teenager has claimed the saga has left him worrying about whether he can 'pay his mortgage'. The shocking footage shows how PC Lorne Castle grabbed the 15-year-old boy, who was suspected of assault, and pushed him into a wall before slamming him into the ground and proceeding to place his hand over the youth's face while shouting threats and curse words. During the commotion a Stanley-type knife fell out of the teenager's waistband. PC Castle, 46, was dismissed from Dorset Police over the Bournemouth arrest, sparking a wave of criticism as it emerged the teen was suspected of assaulting two people including an elderly gentlemen. He has now lifted the lid on a nightmare 16 months which he said 'could have broken him' - as Home Secretary Yvette Cooper faces calls to step in. The police officer told GB News: 'I came into police nine or 10 years ago. Prior to that, I was in the sports industry, went to Bournemouth University where I did law. 'I've had a confident life and am happy and get on with people. The last year and a half, when they've put me on restricted duties, I'm not allowed face-to-face contact with people. 'I'm isolated. I don't know whether I'm going to be able to pay the mortgage and bring money home until I see how this goes.' PC Castle also gave an insight into what was going through his head during the incident, which resulted in him being found guilty of gross misconduct. 'My intent was to arrest a potentially violent suspect without injuries,' he said. 'He was arrested, no injuries and no complaint, and a knife was removed from the street. 'It's not a nice situation for anyone to be in...other officers have been in that situation and that's why I am here now. Any mistake, pause or hesitation can have dramatic results. 'My intention was good and that's why I have maintained my innocence, because I know my own mindset. 'If I know it can be analysed like a sport, armchair critiquing, some time down the line, it's gonna make you pause. Whether that's good or bad it needs to be looked at.' It comes after Dorset Police released the full bodycam footage from PC Castle's partner on the stop, allowing the public to judge the chaotic episode for themselves. Following the arrest PC Castle's colleagues reported concerns about his conduct to senior officers, prompting a 16-month investigation and gross misconduct proceedings. A misconduct panel last week found PC Castle made the boy feel 'frightened and intimidated' and showed him a 'lack of courtesy and respect' during the arrest in January last year. The officer admitted that he 'lost control' during the arrest and tearfully apologised for his 'out of character' actions at a police disciplinary hearing. The panel, led by Wiltshire Police Assistant Chief Constable Deborah Smith, found him guilty of gross misconduct. They said he failed to act with self-control, did not treat the boy with courtesy or respect and that his 'shouting, swearing, finger pointing, taking hold of the boy's face suggested use of leg restraints was not necessary, reasonable or proportionate'. It was alleged the officer also grabbed the boy's throat but this was not proven. PC Castle was dismissed without notice and barred from serving again. The bodycam footage showed how PC Castle was the first out of the patrol car before putting the boy to the wall and then pushing him to the ground while shouting: 'You're under arrest'. While on top of the teenager on the ground, he then shouted: 'Get on the ground. Get down. Get down. 'Show me your f***ing hands, now. Put your f***ing hands behind your [back].' The teen, who is clearly distressed, screams and told PC Castle 'I can't' - as the officer is on top of him. PC Castle's female colleague can then by heard trying to intervene to de-escalate the situation, but Castle would not be stopped. While pointing his finger into the teen's face, he yelled: 'Right, listen, stop screaming like a little b****. Do you understand that? Shut up.' He continues: 'Roll over. Right, you try resisting again, do you understand? Right, shut up. 'If you try resisting one more time - right get your f***ing hands behind your back, do you understand? 'One hand at a time! One hand at a time. Stop screaming.' Speaking into his radio PC Castle then asks for another unit to be sent over because the suspect is 'being a little b****.' He then begins yelling at the boy again, while still on top of him on the ground, and pointing into his face. 'Right, stop resisting or I'm going to smash you. Do you understand? Put your hands behind your back.' PC Castle then tells members of the public who are watching on: 'Move back, now.' He places his hands on top of the boy's face, prompting him to cry out in what appears to be pain. He shouts: 'You are under arrest at the moment on suspicion of assault. Right do not move.' It is just 90 seconds after PC Castle opened the car door. Throughout the arrest, the 15-year-old could be heard screaming and shouting 'what have I done wrong?'. At one point he starts crying and appears to be struggling to draw breath. On the day of the arrest, the panel heard that the boy was suspected of assaulting an elderly man while riding an e-scooter before getting embroiled in a fracas with another youth outside McDonalds. PC Castle, who has twice won a national bravery award including one for saving an elderly woman from drowning in a swollen river in 2023, spotted the suspect walking up Richmond Hill in Bournemouth before the stop. His colleague attempted to step in to calm the situation several times but was all but ignored by PC Castle, video footage shows. Giving evidence, PC Castle said he became 'overwhelmed and scared' when the boy resisted as his mind flashed back to his arrest of a county lines drug dealer 18 months earlier which led him fearing for his life. As the officer struggled with the dealer, his associate who was stood behind was being told to 'cut him' - before an off-duty officer intervened to defend him. PC Castle admitted he had overstepped the mark with his language and aggression and broke down in tears as he said: 'I'm embarrassed by the video and I apologise for my actions. 'Anyone who knows me in public or private life knows that is not how I behave. When he started screaming and resisting I panicked and became overwhelmed. 'I did not choke the suspect and I did not get him in a headlock. I was trying to keep his head still with the palm of my hand so he did not hit his head. 'I did not put my full weight on him as my knees were on the concrete. I only applied enough weight to keep his body still. 'During the arrest I saw the knife fall out of his waistband so he was arrested for a knife offence. I think the arrest needed to be made but I lost control of the situation.' Mark Ley Morgan, representing Dorset Police at the hearing, said the knife was not relevant as PC Castle did not know the boy had it when making the arrest. Mr Morgan said: 'PC Castle breached standards of professional behaviour by failing to act with self control and failing to treat him with courtesy or respect. 'He abused his power and authority and his behaviour undermined confidence in the police. 'It was totally unnecessary and disproportionate, and it is so serious that dismissal would be justified.' 'PC Castle has let the police service and his colleagues down and he does not represent the many hard-working officers and staff of Dorset Police. 'The outcome reflects the seriousness of this matter and ensures that he will no longer hold a role in policing and the privilege of constable. 'I am grateful to the officers for having the courage to do the right thing and report their concerns about PC Castle's actions.' After the hearing, Dorset Police Deputy Chief Constable Rachel Farrell acknowledged that officers did a 'tough job' but said PC Castle let the force down by his actions. She said: 'I have never been in any doubt that PC Castle's actions were excessive, aggressive and inappropriate and I can understand the communities we serve will be concerned about this case. But the judgment proved divisive with many reacting online and speaking out in support of the officer. Norman Brennan, a retired police officer and founder of the campaign group Protect the Protectors, accused Dorset Police of throwing PC Castle ‘under a bus’. He said: 'Senior officers at Dorset Police have taken leave of their senses.. This decision epitomises how they have lost touch with the danger and reality of frontline policing. It is bloody madness. 'Police officers when facing volatile or violent situations will at times swear and use some unsavoury words. 'All arrests involve some form of force and pushing someone even in the face during a struggle is not always intentional and even if it is its part and parcel in many arrests when restraining a suspect. No arrest is without some sort of force. 'I'm sick and tired of officers being disciplined for things like this and I think the majority of the public would think this is absolutely bonkers. 'Many senior officers kowtow to the constant criticism of the police in a sort of appeasement and often throw officers under the bus or to the wolves as sacrificial lambs. Cases like this are more likely to deter people from joining the police.'

Grifty

103,498 Aufrufe • vor 1 Jahr

🚨 DECODING KEVIN GILL / BARKING PUPPY'S "THE BATMAN" REVIEW 🚨 $GME & $BP TIN 🧵 [1/4] This puzzle just keeps getting crazier and crazier! In some ways, I am a little nervous to even share how I'm beginning to see these as a previous GME Elitist... Many of my Old Compatriots have turned on me... Yet, the signs are clear and undeniable. Much of the narrative has shifted to $BP for now. I expect Gamestop to grind for a while, mostly up, but we are not at the finish line yet.... lot's of money to be made in the meantime though so we can keep packing those bags!!! Barking Puppy's "Mortal Kombat: Finish Him" post last night had multiple layers of meaning, but most obvious was the RED fire color coding. Sure enough, Gamestop was in the RED today. His Mortal Kombat post also signaled "Ready Player 1", which signals the RK meme, but it's important to remember it closes with Daenery's Dragon from "Game of Thrones". The Dragon awakens in RED. This had gotten me a few times... because it's a Dragon, and Dragons are cool, so I am inclined to expect big moves... And Gamestop is down 8% as of right now, big move alright! RK's memes are like a deck of cards. Each one has meaning to convey and it can be pulled at any time, and multiple times at that. I'm beginning to finally catch on to the language. Anyway, we have a ton to unpack here with "The Batman", so let's start with a transcription: "The Batman is about Bruce Wayne, who feels it's his duty to protect Gotham, even if it's beyond saving, because he's a symbol... a symbol that can endure, punish, and bring change. With his car, he tears through a Pesky Penguin, before spearheading The Riddler too. In the interrogation room, the glass has no self-reflection: only FULL Transparancy. Batman see's a distorted reflection... so he becomes something more: not fear, hope. One step at a time." First of all, I want to point out that the world of Meme Tokens is VERY much like Gotham City: Crime Ridden. Can Barking Puppy save it? Let's jump forward a bit to the part where Kevin says "Spearheading The Riddler". This is significant because he cuts to a shot of Scorpion from the "Mortal Kombat" live action movie. "Get Over Here." Kevin identifies Barking Puppy as Scorpion, which is in keeping with how I identified his BP character in his "MK" post on X last night [fire fatality was a dead giveaway]. We connected his "Mortal Kombat" post to RK's "Ready Player 1" post because it features Scorpion, Goro, and others in the movie. The "MK" Dragon also connects perfectly to the "GoT" red-eyed dragon. Yet, there is another RK "MK" post that I missed, it shows the actual game. The post is about a CHANGE IN NARRATOR. One of the characters [Liu Kang = Ape] performs a bicycle kick and it hits... and hits... and hits for so long that RK interjects the "SpongeBob SquarePants" [sBsP = Barking Puppy] narrator. "Two Hours Later" "Six Hours Later" "So much later that the OLD NARRATOR got tired of WAITING and they had to hire a NEW ONE." This RK dates back to March 10th, 2021. This is EXTREMELY significant... And it all connects back to the star that played "The Riddler" in "The Batman": Paul Dano. Paul Dano played as Keith Gill in the movie "Dumb Money." Yesterday, a mysterious new profile appeared in the $BP community... Completely new account, and his first post sent shockwaves. He has a certain pizzazz that just... attracts people. And he began posting RIDDLES. Now, I've learned many lessons about putting my foot in my mouth and speaking too soon. People tagged me on his posts to help come and solve them... but, I decided to sit back and wait for confirmation. CONTINUE TO PART 2 #GME $GME $BP #GAMESTOP
1:02

🚨 DECODING KEVIN GILL / BARKING PUPPY'S "THE BATMAN" REVIEW 🚨 $GME & $BP TIN 🧵 [1/4] This puzzle just keeps getting crazier and crazier! In some ways, I am a little nervous to even share how I'm beginning to see these as a previous GME Elitist... Many of my Old Compatriots have turned on me... Yet, the signs are clear and undeniable. Much of the narrative has shifted to $BP for now. I expect Gamestop to grind for a while, mostly up, but we are not at the finish line yet.... lot's of money to be made in the meantime though so we can keep packing those bags!!! Barking Puppy's "Mortal Kombat: Finish Him" post last night had multiple layers of meaning, but most obvious was the RED fire color coding. Sure enough, Gamestop was in the RED today. His Mortal Kombat post also signaled "Ready Player 1", which signals the RK meme, but it's important to remember it closes with Daenery's Dragon from "Game of Thrones". The Dragon awakens in RED. This had gotten me a few times... because it's a Dragon, and Dragons are cool, so I am inclined to expect big moves... And Gamestop is down 8% as of right now, big move alright! RK's memes are like a deck of cards. Each one has meaning to convey and it can be pulled at any time, and multiple times at that. I'm beginning to finally catch on to the language. Anyway, we have a ton to unpack here with "The Batman", so let's start with a transcription: "The Batman is about Bruce Wayne, who feels it's his duty to protect Gotham, even if it's beyond saving, because he's a symbol... a symbol that can endure, punish, and bring change. With his car, he tears through a Pesky Penguin, before spearheading The Riddler too. In the interrogation room, the glass has no self-reflection: only FULL Transparancy. Batman see's a distorted reflection... so he becomes something more: not fear, hope. One step at a time." First of all, I want to point out that the world of Meme Tokens is VERY much like Gotham City: Crime Ridden. Can Barking Puppy save it? Let's jump forward a bit to the part where Kevin says "Spearheading The Riddler". This is significant because he cuts to a shot of Scorpion from the "Mortal Kombat" live action movie. "Get Over Here." Kevin identifies Barking Puppy as Scorpion, which is in keeping with how I identified his BP character in his "MK" post on X last night [fire fatality was a dead giveaway]. We connected his "Mortal Kombat" post to RK's "Ready Player 1" post because it features Scorpion, Goro, and others in the movie. The "MK" Dragon also connects perfectly to the "GoT" red-eyed dragon. Yet, there is another RK "MK" post that I missed, it shows the actual game. The post is about a CHANGE IN NARRATOR. One of the characters [Liu Kang = Ape] performs a bicycle kick and it hits... and hits... and hits for so long that RK interjects the "SpongeBob SquarePants" [sBsP = Barking Puppy] narrator. "Two Hours Later" "Six Hours Later" "So much later that the OLD NARRATOR got tired of WAITING and they had to hire a NEW ONE." This RK dates back to March 10th, 2021. This is EXTREMELY significant... And it all connects back to the star that played "The Riddler" in "The Batman": Paul Dano. Paul Dano played as Keith Gill in the movie "Dumb Money." Yesterday, a mysterious new profile appeared in the $BP community... Completely new account, and his first post sent shockwaves. He has a certain pizzazz that just... attracts people. And he began posting RIDDLES. Now, I've learned many lessons about putting my foot in my mouth and speaking too soon. People tagged me on his posts to help come and solve them... but, I decided to sit back and wait for confirmation. CONTINUE TO PART 2 #GME $GME $BP #GAMESTOP

The Prophetic Outlaw

11,193 Aufrufe • vor 6 Monaten

My forex fun-fact: Forex humbled me for some time I was literally reduced to a beggar after the death of my daughter, I lost everything and became customer to loan companies, using my cars as collateral to get money and I was left with no car at all at some point, I was using public transport coded lol, many that are close to me knows this, I was always invited from one police station to the other, this court to that court, I became the shadow of my self, but one thing remain with me which is courage, confidence at the face of chaos … I face betrayals from those that I never expected.. Guys I have a lot that I will share with you all, may be I will open a YouTube channels where I will be talking about my forex journey I was loosing serially, infact most times I will borow money and fund before I say jack I already has lost the money, it was not easy at all, in-fact some times I have to call some trader to pls help find me something to buy litle food stuffs in my house due to the fact that I have nothing in the house, all the pos in my area I was owing them in millions, because it took them long time to understood that I was broke. The market shows me no mercy, I even aproach two traders to even buy off my academy just this last month so that I may atleast start again yes, sometimes I will be afraid to even post on my pages just because I don’t know who I am owing that may comment to insult me but many of them are calm with me , may be due to the fact that they know that I am straight forward, asssshh! I was humbled but I maintain steez … infact some big trader will come to Abuja and called me but I will tell them I am not in town just because I don’t even have a car to go see them, because how will I be explaining…it’s a long story that I want to cut short … a lot happen … on the 16th of April 2026 of last month I was resting in my house and upto 9 police or so armed police men enter my house, surrounded it and took me away with a car that has no plate number, they never told my family where they were taking me to it was like a movie and I had nothing on me.. in my account or at hand, I followed them and I was locked up in a cell where I can only sit or stand, it was like a dog house size, I can’t even stretch my legs it is not more than 2 square meters and some times we will be upto 5 inside so no can stretched legs , him it is well .. No body believed that I have no money, I was bankrupt it was in that cell I felt disappointed and I keep telling my family bothe my wife and my sister that was present that I am still the lion and I told them I k ow my self because I know it very well that when ever pressure was much on me like this I know that my break point is close I will not be able to say some things but I will thank some set of traders specially without saying much TonySnip3r FALCONS FOREX ACADEMY 📈 PIPCOMMANDER riffles, Mj young KingFtp® ICTQUEEN👸 Dr Bills Loaded Forex Emmanuel odah JOELMICHAEL Vee📊🫆 InveStorTolu💥 kOE etc To be continue…… It was in that cell that I say to my self this forex must behave well oo and look at how it has started blessing me .. I have paid nothing less than 200m debt in less than a week now .. me that can’t afford 10k naira last two weeks but same forex wey dey kill me any how now hin I carry dey roar back to market now lol My YouTube channel will be launch where I will be releasing videos that will help you as a trader Forex can make or mar you Roar … when you see that some people that are with you before the down time are no longer wanting to pick your calls know that it is time to pick up your call by your self …. Even at your peak there is always a down time and as a trader know that your life is represented in a chart where you have the highs and the lows .. suport and resistance …. Down market will not continue forever and bullish market will hit a resistanc one day but nothing is permanent in life … stay alive to trade, if I can do it you can 💪🏽
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My forex fun-fact: Forex humbled me for some time I was literally reduced to a beggar after the death of my daughter, I lost everything and became customer to loan companies, using my cars as collateral to get money and I was left with no car at all at some point, I was using public transport coded lol, many that are close to me knows this, I was always invited from one police station to the other, this court to that court, I became the shadow of my self, but one thing remain with me which is courage, confidence at the face of chaos … I face betrayals from those that I never expected.. Guys I have a lot that I will share with you all, may be I will open a YouTube channels where I will be talking about my forex journey I was loosing serially, infact most times I will borow money and fund before I say jack I already has lost the money, it was not easy at all, in-fact some times I have to call some trader to pls help find me something to buy litle food stuffs in my house due to the fact that I have nothing in the house, all the pos in my area I was owing them in millions, because it took them long time to understood that I was broke. The market shows me no mercy, I even aproach two traders to even buy off my academy just this last month so that I may atleast start again yes, sometimes I will be afraid to even post on my pages just because I don’t know who I am owing that may comment to insult me but many of them are calm with me , may be due to the fact that they know that I am straight forward, asssshh! I was humbled but I maintain steez … infact some big trader will come to Abuja and called me but I will tell them I am not in town just because I don’t even have a car to go see them, because how will I be explaining…it’s a long story that I want to cut short … a lot happen … on the 16th of April 2026 of last month I was resting in my house and upto 9 police or so armed police men enter my house, surrounded it and took me away with a car that has no plate number, they never told my family where they were taking me to it was like a movie and I had nothing on me.. in my account or at hand, I followed them and I was locked up in a cell where I can only sit or stand, it was like a dog house size, I can’t even stretch my legs it is not more than 2 square meters and some times we will be upto 5 inside so no can stretched legs , him it is well .. No body believed that I have no money, I was bankrupt it was in that cell I felt disappointed and I keep telling my family bothe my wife and my sister that was present that I am still the lion and I told them I k ow my self because I know it very well that when ever pressure was much on me like this I know that my break point is close I will not be able to say some things but I will thank some set of traders specially without saying much TonySnip3r FALCONS FOREX ACADEMY 📈 PIPCOMMANDER riffles, Mj young KingFtp® ICTQUEEN👸 Dr Bills Loaded Forex Emmanuel odah JOELMICHAEL Vee📊🫆 InveStorTolu💥 kOE etc To be continue…… It was in that cell that I say to my self this forex must behave well oo and look at how it has started blessing me .. I have paid nothing less than 200m debt in less than a week now .. me that can’t afford 10k naira last two weeks but same forex wey dey kill me any how now hin I carry dey roar back to market now lol My YouTube channel will be launch where I will be releasing videos that will help you as a trader Forex can make or mar you Roar … when you see that some people that are with you before the down time are no longer wanting to pick your calls know that it is time to pick up your call by your self …. Even at your peak there is always a down time and as a trader know that your life is represented in a chart where you have the highs and the lows .. suport and resistance …. Down market will not continue forever and bullish market will hit a resistanc one day but nothing is permanent in life … stay alive to trade, if I can do it you can 💪🏽

FxLion

100,923 Aufrufe • vor 2 Monaten

Analyzing Episode 40. Season 2 aka Of Uzak Şehir, The Alboras, and The Great Retcon Twist Okay dokie. Let's get to analyzing episode 40, but I'm gonna take a different approach for this one. Why? Because throughout the episode, it seemed like the writer was trying to drive home one point - Who really is Boran Albora? From the moment this episode kicked off, the showdown in the salon shows the viewers Boran refusing to let Alya go. He keeps repeating one thing - you're MY wife, Deniz is MY son. It has nothing to do with feelings and emotions; this man is clearly functioning based on possessiveness and control. Alya, bless her heart, tries to appeal to his emotions and begs him to let her go while preserving some semblance of normalcy for Deniz. But what does the zombie come back with - he says I'll never let you leave me and marry Cihan. Alya keeps repeating she doesn't want him, but it's like her wants and wishes don't even register with Boran. Then, she says something magical. She says she doesn't 'know' him. And, it's true. She lived with the man for seven years, had a child with him, but in the end, his betrayal cuts her so deep, she scraps all the knowledge she thinks she knows about him. Now, I've seen many people saying that's the idea of living with a man and having his kid, while not truly knowing him, is ridiculous. Not true. In fact, in psychologically abusive relationships, it generally takes a very long time for one partner to discover the other's true colors. And note, thus far, the writer seems to be hinting at the fact that Boran's mask tends to slip when he's under pressure. Anyway, when the zombie once again turns to Cihan and all but orders him to get divorced, we see a teeny-tiny glimpse of ruthless Cihan from s1 make a comeback. Being the smarty-pants he is, Cihan says if the zombie wants them to get divorced, he'd better get his old identity back first. Why? Does Cihan want to buy time? Does he want the zombie to reveal himself to figure out what he's hiding? Does he try to trap him into coming out so Alya can divorce his ass once and for all? I suspect it's all three. Now, let's jump to scene two, which seemed to scream the writer wants the audience to go back and ask themselves, was Boran really the benevolent older brother, or was he always the clever manipulator? When Cihan, Nare, and Kaya are all having a heart-to-heart in Cihan's cave room, Kaya starts the conversation by saying 'Boran is still in trauma, because he clearly can't decide what he wants or what he's doing. He's not the same Boran.' Is that right, though? Because from what we know of Boran, the man seems to do stupid shit and leaves everyone else to deal with the mess he leaves behind. He's the walking, talking textbook definition of 'selfish.' Thankfully, it seems like Cihan isn't thinking along the same lines. Because to him, Boran saving his own skin while leaving Alya and Deniz behind doesn't add up. And what's more, it sparks old memories because who knows better about Boran's cut-and-run act than the guy who always has to clean up after him? So, that Cihan suspects Boran's up to his no good shit again is obvious. He seems to be the only one waking up to the fact that the older brother he hero-worshipped may not be the man he thought he was. And, that makes perfect sense, because isn't Cihan the guy to tell Alya that people like the truth can be multifaceted. Which brings me to scene number 3, when Sahin and Zerrin come over to visit 'abi.' To say their meeting doesn't go down well is an understatement. Because, here too, the only one Boran seems to really care about is himself. Nare can't go with Sahin because Ecmel tried to kill him, etc, etc. But, I don't think that's his problem really, seeing as how it's obvious as day the zombie will eventually turn to Ecmel's side. I think what's really eating Boran up is that life has moved on, and he's no longer playing the starring role in any of their lives. Cihan is Aga now. Kaya is no longer a teenager. Nare is a married woman. Alya is in love with Cihan. And Deniz has picked out another father for himself. See? All these people in his orbit, whom he's constantly blaming and picking fights with, have all grown, changed, and matured. All except one. Sadakat. The zombie seems to get along great with her because she's constantly pandering to his massive ego and control issues. She keeps filling his ears with how he can 'take back' Alya and Deniz. She keeps saying no believed her when she said Ecmel was out to kill him. It's almost like the man gravitates towards special treatment and entitlement. Because that's likely how he was raised. Oh, he's the eldest brother; you should respect him. Oh, he's the firstborn who deserves first pickings. And, Boran likely thrives in such an environment. But the story keeps reminding us that when the going gets tough, Boran prefers to run, or if he can't, he gets nasty. And that leads me to the message I get from ep 40. The great Retcon Twist. Was Boran the good guy who turned bad, or was he always this selfish, entitled prick who got special treatment due to his birth and then eventual 'fake' death? Guess which way I'm leaning? Anyway, enough about the zombie. The other bit that stood out to me in this episode, apart from all the zombie's shenanigans, was how the writer seems to be going out of their way to protect CihAl. I mean, sure, Gulizar has issues with her writing, no doubt, but in this episode, if you pay attention to Cihan and Alya's dialogues (when they're together), you'll pick up little clues to let you know that she's saying, ' I got this.' For example, you know how recently everyone has jumped on the blame Cihan and Alya bandwagon with the shameless tirade? What does Cihan say when they're at dinner, 'Their road is pure despite people calling it wrong.' When Alya confesses how she wanted to hug and sleep in Cihan's arms, but couldn't because they're aware of their circumstances, it was exceedingly heartbreaking and a slap to the moral brigade at the same time. And, this is also one of the reasons why I think this love story will not only succeed but will stand the test of time with a happy ending, because they never compromise on their set of principles and ideals. They don't use the cliched excuse 'oh, but we're in love' to steamroll over other people's lives and happiness. That's what makes CihAl so perfect as a couple. There's a lot more to cover from this episode, but this is all from me for now. Till later, watch with your eyes, think with your head, and feel with your heart. Happy reading, y'all. #CihAl #UzakŞehir
3:14

Analyzing Episode 40. Season 2 aka Of Uzak Şehir, The Alboras, and The Great Retcon Twist Okay dokie. Let's get to analyzing episode 40, but I'm gonna take a different approach for this one. Why? Because throughout the episode, it seemed like the writer was trying to drive home one point - Who really is Boran Albora? From the moment this episode kicked off, the showdown in the salon shows the viewers Boran refusing to let Alya go. He keeps repeating one thing - you're MY wife, Deniz is MY son. It has nothing to do with feelings and emotions; this man is clearly functioning based on possessiveness and control. Alya, bless her heart, tries to appeal to his emotions and begs him to let her go while preserving some semblance of normalcy for Deniz. But what does the zombie come back with - he says I'll never let you leave me and marry Cihan. Alya keeps repeating she doesn't want him, but it's like her wants and wishes don't even register with Boran. Then, she says something magical. She says she doesn't 'know' him. And, it's true. She lived with the man for seven years, had a child with him, but in the end, his betrayal cuts her so deep, she scraps all the knowledge she thinks she knows about him. Now, I've seen many people saying that's the idea of living with a man and having his kid, while not truly knowing him, is ridiculous. Not true. In fact, in psychologically abusive relationships, it generally takes a very long time for one partner to discover the other's true colors. And note, thus far, the writer seems to be hinting at the fact that Boran's mask tends to slip when he's under pressure. Anyway, when the zombie once again turns to Cihan and all but orders him to get divorced, we see a teeny-tiny glimpse of ruthless Cihan from s1 make a comeback. Being the smarty-pants he is, Cihan says if the zombie wants them to get divorced, he'd better get his old identity back first. Why? Does Cihan want to buy time? Does he want the zombie to reveal himself to figure out what he's hiding? Does he try to trap him into coming out so Alya can divorce his ass once and for all? I suspect it's all three. Now, let's jump to scene two, which seemed to scream the writer wants the audience to go back and ask themselves, was Boran really the benevolent older brother, or was he always the clever manipulator? When Cihan, Nare, and Kaya are all having a heart-to-heart in Cihan's cave room, Kaya starts the conversation by saying 'Boran is still in trauma, because he clearly can't decide what he wants or what he's doing. He's not the same Boran.' Is that right, though? Because from what we know of Boran, the man seems to do stupid shit and leaves everyone else to deal with the mess he leaves behind. He's the walking, talking textbook definition of 'selfish.' Thankfully, it seems like Cihan isn't thinking along the same lines. Because to him, Boran saving his own skin while leaving Alya and Deniz behind doesn't add up. And what's more, it sparks old memories because who knows better about Boran's cut-and-run act than the guy who always has to clean up after him? So, that Cihan suspects Boran's up to his no good shit again is obvious. He seems to be the only one waking up to the fact that the older brother he hero-worshipped may not be the man he thought he was. And, that makes perfect sense, because isn't Cihan the guy to tell Alya that people like the truth can be multifaceted. Which brings me to scene number 3, when Sahin and Zerrin come over to visit 'abi.' To say their meeting doesn't go down well is an understatement. Because, here too, the only one Boran seems to really care about is himself. Nare can't go with Sahin because Ecmel tried to kill him, etc, etc. But, I don't think that's his problem really, seeing as how it's obvious as day the zombie will eventually turn to Ecmel's side. I think what's really eating Boran up is that life has moved on, and he's no longer playing the starring role in any of their lives. Cihan is Aga now. Kaya is no longer a teenager. Nare is a married woman. Alya is in love with Cihan. And Deniz has picked out another father for himself. See? All these people in his orbit, whom he's constantly blaming and picking fights with, have all grown, changed, and matured. All except one. Sadakat. The zombie seems to get along great with her because she's constantly pandering to his massive ego and control issues. She keeps filling his ears with how he can 'take back' Alya and Deniz. She keeps saying no believed her when she said Ecmel was out to kill him. It's almost like the man gravitates towards special treatment and entitlement. Because that's likely how he was raised. Oh, he's the eldest brother; you should respect him. Oh, he's the firstborn who deserves first pickings. And, Boran likely thrives in such an environment. But the story keeps reminding us that when the going gets tough, Boran prefers to run, or if he can't, he gets nasty. And that leads me to the message I get from ep 40. The great Retcon Twist. Was Boran the good guy who turned bad, or was he always this selfish, entitled prick who got special treatment due to his birth and then eventual 'fake' death? Guess which way I'm leaning? Anyway, enough about the zombie. The other bit that stood out to me in this episode, apart from all the zombie's shenanigans, was how the writer seems to be going out of their way to protect CihAl. I mean, sure, Gulizar has issues with her writing, no doubt, but in this episode, if you pay attention to Cihan and Alya's dialogues (when they're together), you'll pick up little clues to let you know that she's saying, ' I got this.' For example, you know how recently everyone has jumped on the blame Cihan and Alya bandwagon with the shameless tirade? What does Cihan say when they're at dinner, 'Their road is pure despite people calling it wrong.' When Alya confesses how she wanted to hug and sleep in Cihan's arms, but couldn't because they're aware of their circumstances, it was exceedingly heartbreaking and a slap to the moral brigade at the same time. And, this is also one of the reasons why I think this love story will not only succeed but will stand the test of time with a happy ending, because they never compromise on their set of principles and ideals. They don't use the cliched excuse 'oh, but we're in love' to steamroll over other people's lives and happiness. That's what makes CihAl so perfect as a couple. There's a lot more to cover from this episode, but this is all from me for now. Till later, watch with your eyes, think with your head, and feel with your heart. Happy reading, y'all. #CihAl #UzakŞehir

CocoLoco

52,641 Aufrufe • vor 8 Monaten

🔊This world is about to witness one of the most glorious fulfillment of prophecy ever spoken by Jesus Christ: THE RAPTURE OF HIS CHURCH! This is the very moment He has longed for since Calvary. A mystery He personally revealed 2,000 years ago to His disciples during a sacred, private event—and in the same way, it will take place again: a sudden, invitation-only event for His TRUE followers! The time to follow Jesus is NOW— KEEP LOOKING UP! 🔎Let's take a quick look and see "how" Jesus talked about the rapture: (John 14) 👉🏼During the Passover meal, Jesus, after telling Judas, 'What you do, do quickly,' initiated an evening of unfolding profound mysteries. The first revelation: The Rapture of the Church. 👉🏼He was talking to His disciples, not to Judas, Jews, or others—ONLY His disciples. He said to them: 'Love each other as I loved you,' highlighting the crucial quality of a true disciple—to love His people, just as He did. 👉🏼He continues by explaining that He is about to be taken, and wherever He goes, they cannot follow Him at the moment. However, He adds, "You shall follow Me afterward." Then He says: 📖“Let not your heart be troubled; you believe in God, believe also in Me. In My Father’s house are many mansions; if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and RECEIVE you to Myself; that where I am, there you may be also.” 🔓This was not a talk from someone who is about to die intended to make His friends/disciples feel better about his death. This is not a happy talk, to counteract the depression or sorrow they were feeling — THIS IS A REVELATION! This is simple and straightforward, He is going to prepare a place for us to "take us" there! He revealed this new information in obedience to the Father. This was nowhere to be found in the Old Testament. This was meant to be in the New Testament, this is the Blessed Hope that Paul will talk more about it later on. 👉🏼On this intimate night, just hours before His crucifixion, Jesus unveiled profound revelations: He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life; He is in the Father and the Father in Him; then He promised the Holy Spirit; He revealed the indwelling of the Father and Son in us; and He showed us the true vine, among others. And in the midst of all these revelations, He disclosed the Rapture of the Church—revealing this sacred mystery hidden for ages less than a day before He laid down His life, at the very final hour! Why do we know this is NOT His Second Coming? Let's read His ascension in Acts: 📖" ...until the day in which He was taken up, after He through the Holy Spirit had given commandments to the apostles whom He had chosen.." Acts 1:1-2 📖"... while they watched, He was taken up, and a cloud received Him out of their sight. And while they looked steadfastly toward heaven as He went up, behold, two men stood by them in white apparel, who also said, “Men of Galilee, why do you stand gazing up into heaven? This same Jesus, who was taken up from you into heaven, will so come in like manner as you saw Him go into heaven.” Acts 1:9-10 Who was invited to this Ascension event?❓ 👉🏼Were the unbelievers Sadducees, and Pharisees, present to witness Christ's ascension? NO! 👉🏼Were the representatives of Rome there? NO! 👉🏼Were the skeptics or the fence-sitters invited to look for just one more sign that Jesus was the Messiah in order to get them on board with the program? NO! 💡THE TRUTH IS: this invitation was reserved ONLY for His disciples—a private, invitation-only event, hidden from the world! Unlike the Second Coming, which every eye will witness—“even those who pierced Him, and all the tribes of the earth will mourn because of Him” (Rev 1:7)—the Rapture is sudden, personal, and reserved exclusively for those who belong to Him. 🔥Let’s be perfectly clear: the Rapture of the Church is a doctrine introduced by JESUS Himself, not an invention of Tim LaHaye, Scofield, or John Nelson Darby—they only amplified what Jesus already revealed to His disciples. Do not let the enemy deceive you! 🎺This will be the glorious fulfillment of Jesus’ own promise: He will return for His Church, His Bride, just as He ascended on the clouds before His disciples. In a sudden, majestic moment—with the shout of the Lord, the voice of an archangel, and the trumpet of God—the dead in Christ will rise first, and those who are alive will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet Him in the air. This is the very hour Paul longed for until his last breath, the moment his prophetic words come to life: 📖"For the Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of an archangel, and with the trumpet of God. And the dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And thus we shall always be with the Lord." 1 Thes 4:15-17 🔊 Church! Jesus is saying to us, “Let not your heart be troubled!”—even as we live in the horrible lawlessness of these last days! He went to prepare a place for us, His Bride—and that place is already ready! As He is about to carry us home, His joy and excitement far surpass anything we could ever feel—He has been longing for this moment since the foundation of the world! Get your hearts, your minds, your very souls ready—our time to leave this world and go Home is almost here! Soon, we will see Jesus face to face! KEEP PREACHING THE GOSPEL. KEEP LOOKING UP —WE’RE GOING HOME! ︵‿︵‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵ ⚠️ IF YOU ARE NOT IN CHRIST, TURN TO JESUS RIGHT NOW! Believe Jesus is the Son of God, who died on the cross for our sins, He was buried and resurrected during the third day, according to the Scriptures, so we can have eternal life with Him. The moment you believe in Him and that He died for your sins - you're saved, justified, sealed until the day of redemption, and rapture ready! The Holy Spirit will come to live inside of you - He will help you, guide you, change you, be with you FOREVER! 📖"For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life." John 3:16 📖"For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, not of works, lest anyone should boast." Eph 2:8-9 ︵‿︵‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵ Maranatha!! 🤍
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🔊This world is about to witness one of the most glorious fulfillment of prophecy ever spoken by Jesus Christ: THE RAPTURE OF HIS CHURCH! This is the very moment He has longed for since Calvary. A mystery He personally revealed 2,000 years ago to His disciples during a sacred, private event—and in the same way, it will take place again: a sudden, invitation-only event for His TRUE followers! The time to follow Jesus is NOW— KEEP LOOKING UP! 🔎Let's take a quick look and see "how" Jesus talked about the rapture: (John 14) 👉🏼During the Passover meal, Jesus, after telling Judas, 'What you do, do quickly,' initiated an evening of unfolding profound mysteries. The first revelation: The Rapture of the Church. 👉🏼He was talking to His disciples, not to Judas, Jews, or others—ONLY His disciples. He said to them: 'Love each other as I loved you,' highlighting the crucial quality of a true disciple—to love His people, just as He did. 👉🏼He continues by explaining that He is about to be taken, and wherever He goes, they cannot follow Him at the moment. However, He adds, "You shall follow Me afterward." Then He says: 📖“Let not your heart be troubled; you believe in God, believe also in Me. In My Father’s house are many mansions; if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and RECEIVE you to Myself; that where I am, there you may be also.” 🔓This was not a talk from someone who is about to die intended to make His friends/disciples feel better about his death. This is not a happy talk, to counteract the depression or sorrow they were feeling — THIS IS A REVELATION! This is simple and straightforward, He is going to prepare a place for us to "take us" there! He revealed this new information in obedience to the Father. This was nowhere to be found in the Old Testament. This was meant to be in the New Testament, this is the Blessed Hope that Paul will talk more about it later on. 👉🏼On this intimate night, just hours before His crucifixion, Jesus unveiled profound revelations: He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life; He is in the Father and the Father in Him; then He promised the Holy Spirit; He revealed the indwelling of the Father and Son in us; and He showed us the true vine, among others. And in the midst of all these revelations, He disclosed the Rapture of the Church—revealing this sacred mystery hidden for ages less than a day before He laid down His life, at the very final hour! Why do we know this is NOT His Second Coming? Let's read His ascension in Acts: 📖" ...until the day in which He was taken up, after He through the Holy Spirit had given commandments to the apostles whom He had chosen.." Acts 1:1-2 📖"... while they watched, He was taken up, and a cloud received Him out of their sight. And while they looked steadfastly toward heaven as He went up, behold, two men stood by them in white apparel, who also said, “Men of Galilee, why do you stand gazing up into heaven? This same Jesus, who was taken up from you into heaven, will so come in like manner as you saw Him go into heaven.” Acts 1:9-10 Who was invited to this Ascension event?❓ 👉🏼Were the unbelievers Sadducees, and Pharisees, present to witness Christ's ascension? NO! 👉🏼Were the representatives of Rome there? NO! 👉🏼Were the skeptics or the fence-sitters invited to look for just one more sign that Jesus was the Messiah in order to get them on board with the program? NO! 💡THE TRUTH IS: this invitation was reserved ONLY for His disciples—a private, invitation-only event, hidden from the world! Unlike the Second Coming, which every eye will witness—“even those who pierced Him, and all the tribes of the earth will mourn because of Him” (Rev 1:7)—the Rapture is sudden, personal, and reserved exclusively for those who belong to Him. 🔥Let’s be perfectly clear: the Rapture of the Church is a doctrine introduced by JESUS Himself, not an invention of Tim LaHaye, Scofield, or John Nelson Darby—they only amplified what Jesus already revealed to His disciples. Do not let the enemy deceive you! 🎺This will be the glorious fulfillment of Jesus’ own promise: He will return for His Church, His Bride, just as He ascended on the clouds before His disciples. In a sudden, majestic moment—with the shout of the Lord, the voice of an archangel, and the trumpet of God—the dead in Christ will rise first, and those who are alive will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet Him in the air. This is the very hour Paul longed for until his last breath, the moment his prophetic words come to life: 📖"For the Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of an archangel, and with the trumpet of God. And the dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And thus we shall always be with the Lord." 1 Thes 4:15-17 🔊 Church! Jesus is saying to us, “Let not your heart be troubled!”—even as we live in the horrible lawlessness of these last days! He went to prepare a place for us, His Bride—and that place is already ready! As He is about to carry us home, His joy and excitement far surpass anything we could ever feel—He has been longing for this moment since the foundation of the world! Get your hearts, your minds, your very souls ready—our time to leave this world and go Home is almost here! Soon, we will see Jesus face to face! KEEP PREACHING THE GOSPEL. KEEP LOOKING UP —WE’RE GOING HOME! ︵‿︵‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵ ⚠️ IF YOU ARE NOT IN CHRIST, TURN TO JESUS RIGHT NOW! Believe Jesus is the Son of God, who died on the cross for our sins, He was buried and resurrected during the third day, according to the Scriptures, so we can have eternal life with Him. The moment you believe in Him and that He died for your sins - you're saved, justified, sealed until the day of redemption, and rapture ready! The Holy Spirit will come to live inside of you - He will help you, guide you, change you, be with you FOREVER! 📖"For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life." John 3:16 📖"For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, not of works, lest anyone should boast." Eph 2:8-9 ︵‿︵‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵ Maranatha!! 🤍

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Black American Woman Telling Her 113k+ Followers What She Thinks About The Joe Biden Fundraiser “Y'all Jill Biden is a disgusting evil piece of cr*p. Just my opinion though. Now Joe Biden was at a fundraiser with Jimmy Kimmel and Barack Obama. And they was on the stage and when they got ready to leave the stage of course Joe Biden was standing there like a deer in the headlights knowing what they're doing. We used to that. We used to him standing there like a deer in the headlights. But Barack Obama had to grab him and lead him off the stage. Y'all think I'm lying go and take a look at the go and take a look at the video. Now we can't forget when they was in Italy with the G7 leaders that he wandered off and the prime minister had to go and get them and bring them back over there where everybody was at. We not gonna forget when the Easter bunny had to get him ‌ But the reason I said Jill Biden is a disgusting piece of crap is because she knows that her husband is sick. She knows that her husband is mentally there. I'm not saying that he was always mentally there. I'm not saying that. But right now she know this man is not mentally there and she's allowing these people to use him to keep whatever little power that she has, whatever little title she has as First Lady ‌ She's willing to let them use this man because that's what the Democrat party is doing. The Democrat party is using Joe Biden because let me tell you something, if they cared about anything about Joe Biden, if they cared about this man or his health, they would even tell them, hey, Go home and rest. But instead of doing that, they're willing to use this man and that's what they're doing. And this is why I think Joe Biden is a evil, disgusting, lowlife piece of trash. Just my opinion. ‌ We all have them. I mean, come on. And we know this man have Alzheimer's, uh, uh, dementia. And if y'all wanna know how I know, because my mother had first stage of Alzheimer's before she passed, and these are the same things that she was doing. That's how I know. ‌ And if there's any nurses or doctors out there, y'all know it too. Y'all know this man have first stage of dementia, if not further longer than first stage. But this democrat party is willing to use this man, use this man just to keep power. And y'all think the Democrat Party care about anything. The Democrat Party don't care about nothing or no one, obviously, but to keep power Nancy Pelosi about a 103. She's still up there trying to keep power. Chuck Schumer need to be gone. — But right now, I'm talking about the president of the United States of America This man is sick. And his wife, the woman who's supposed to be protecting him, the woman who's supposed to be looking out for him and have his best interest at heart is allowing these people to use him just to keep whatever little power and title that she have. And y'all think I and wanna know why I'm saying she's a disgusting piece of cr*p ‌ —Then you still have people out here talking about, well, Joe Biden, he's the best president. He's doing a good job. Doing a good job doing what? ‌ Because he can't find himself off the stage. So when is he doing a good job? And I guess when he able to find himself off the stage, will I help? Y'all think that's a good job? I can't take these people serious. ‌ This is why I don't take Biden supporters serious because these people are so filled with hate and anger against Trump that they're willing to put their money and their best behind a man that can't even find himself off stage. —This is disgusting. And y'all wanna tell me that Joe Biden on June 27th won't get up there and have an hour and a half debate with Donald Trump. ‌ Y'all know god damn where he gonna be on so many energy drinks. He gonna be so hyped on energy drinks. That come on now. Let's not play like he ain't gonna be hyped on energy drinks or something. But these people are disgusting and would do anything to keep power. ‌ It is what it is.”
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Black American Woman Telling Her 113k+ Followers What She Thinks About The Joe Biden Fundraiser “Y'all Jill Biden is a disgusting evil piece of cr*p. Just my opinion though. Now Joe Biden was at a fundraiser with Jimmy Kimmel and Barack Obama. And they was on the stage and when they got ready to leave the stage of course Joe Biden was standing there like a deer in the headlights knowing what they're doing. We used to that. We used to him standing there like a deer in the headlights. But Barack Obama had to grab him and lead him off the stage. Y'all think I'm lying go and take a look at the go and take a look at the video. Now we can't forget when they was in Italy with the G7 leaders that he wandered off and the prime minister had to go and get them and bring them back over there where everybody was at. We not gonna forget when the Easter bunny had to get him ‌ But the reason I said Jill Biden is a disgusting piece of crap is because she knows that her husband is sick. She knows that her husband is mentally there. I'm not saying that he was always mentally there. I'm not saying that. But right now she know this man is not mentally there and she's allowing these people to use him to keep whatever little power that she has, whatever little title she has as First Lady ‌ She's willing to let them use this man because that's what the Democrat party is doing. The Democrat party is using Joe Biden because let me tell you something, if they cared about anything about Joe Biden, if they cared about this man or his health, they would even tell them, hey, Go home and rest. But instead of doing that, they're willing to use this man and that's what they're doing. And this is why I think Joe Biden is a evil, disgusting, lowlife piece of trash. Just my opinion. ‌ We all have them. I mean, come on. And we know this man have Alzheimer's, uh, uh, dementia. And if y'all wanna know how I know, because my mother had first stage of Alzheimer's before she passed, and these are the same things that she was doing. That's how I know. ‌ And if there's any nurses or doctors out there, y'all know it too. Y'all know this man have first stage of dementia, if not further longer than first stage. But this democrat party is willing to use this man, use this man just to keep power. And y'all think the Democrat Party care about anything. The Democrat Party don't care about nothing or no one, obviously, but to keep power Nancy Pelosi about a 103. She's still up there trying to keep power. Chuck Schumer need to be gone. — But right now, I'm talking about the president of the United States of America This man is sick. And his wife, the woman who's supposed to be protecting him, the woman who's supposed to be looking out for him and have his best interest at heart is allowing these people to use him just to keep whatever little power and title that she have. And y'all think I and wanna know why I'm saying she's a disgusting piece of cr*p ‌ —Then you still have people out here talking about, well, Joe Biden, he's the best president. He's doing a good job. Doing a good job doing what? ‌ Because he can't find himself off the stage. So when is he doing a good job? And I guess when he able to find himself off the stage, will I help? Y'all think that's a good job? I can't take these people serious. ‌ This is why I don't take Biden supporters serious because these people are so filled with hate and anger against Trump that they're willing to put their money and their best behind a man that can't even find himself off stage. —This is disgusting. And y'all wanna tell me that Joe Biden on June 27th won't get up there and have an hour and a half debate with Donald Trump. ‌ Y'all know god damn where he gonna be on so many energy drinks. He gonna be so hyped on energy drinks. That come on now. Let's not play like he ain't gonna be hyped on energy drinks or something. But these people are disgusting and would do anything to keep power. ‌ It is what it is.”

Wall Street Apes

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