Misinform comes in all shapes and sizes. To all degrees and extents. In ever form and fashion's conceivable. Only as limited as the limitless stretch of human imagination. I strongly encourage to do google checks on any and indeed all if you can manage the parts of this you don't understand or believe to be correct. I challenge you to prove it wrong with reliable and trustworthy sources. If I am wrong then you proved it. An only time was lost. If I'm right . Then it is your future loved ones who are yet to be born that are lost. If that seems worth checking into then I say do it.
As a life long Minnesota home grown individual. I tend to believe as a whole MN is better . Better then those who will blindly follow without doing the due diligence of staying the course when necessary and going around when need arise. Maybe I'm wrong there too huh?
Earl Miller along with alot of original top level of various positions like head of marketing, the guy who made the thumbs up like icon on face book is a specific example for instance, all agree on attention grabbing tactics being used to work for the interest of someone rich. Misinformation comes in all shapes and sizes. all Forms and fashions. To all conceivable degrees and extents. As countless and limitless as the ppls own personal perspectives allows them. It can be on purpose on accident. For fun for harm and even just for the fuck of it. This is a problem for us all that can only get worse the longer it goes unaddressed. Trickle down economics: Reaganomics as it's sometimes referred to as. The only responsibility of the corporation is that of the fiduciary responsibility to it's stock holders even at the expense of the stake holders, at the expense of the environment, and community. this is not the solution it is in fact the problem. It is the reason for 90% of the suffering by the 99% less rich then the top 1% of wealth holders. If I create money in my home it is considered bad counterfeit and illegal. When businesses do this with no money it is called " cooking the books" Also illegal. When private and commercial banks do it it is legal, and when you continue to allow fraud to remain legalized it creates a lot of problems that can have nothing done against them. In 1971 Nixon takes America off the gold standard system replaced with the FIAT system. Fiat is Latin for let it be so by the way. Only governments can make a Fiat currency. And only banks can create by lending. Central banks lend to investment banks , who lend to commercial banks,who lend to top corporations who go to giant govt contractors who then finally lend to borrowers. It was in 1932 that the glass steagall act was passed to help oppose this. Yet in 1999 treasury's Secretary at the time Larry summers as well as his predecessor Robert Rubin repealed this glass steagall act. Then congressman Hank Paulson more or less said if you don't bail is banks out for letting this problem occur via these methods ever citizens bank account emptys and they revolt and you lose so do what you got to make it borrow it whatever we need a 700 billion dollar bail out now. This is how along with Allen Greenspan's timely encouraging you get inflation and insurance causing subprime housing crises. The FED is the lobbyist for the commercial banking system. Plutocracy is government by the rich. Goldman Sachs uses money to buy influence in Congress to pass laws to make it easier to make money on wall street to buy more influence in Congress....one of the most influential investment banks of the world in Sept 2008, just about one month before the stock market crashed conveniently changed it's banking status from investment to commercial,this made it eligible for state protection. It was in ancient Greece that Pluto stated it should never be more then six to one ratio in financial pay between the highest and lowest paid position. It wasn't until 1923 that J.P Morgan said it was actually 20:1 as optimal difference. I'm sure him being a banker is just coincidence. Now just 100 years later it is sometimes 500:1 even 1000:1 and when the income inequality is in a ratio of 500 to 1 the whole concept of living may as well be between two different species. The difference in economy ideals the ways of living all together. The ranges of disparity is in entirely different brackets. One never seeing even the best of the worst of the other in any circumstances. There can be no sense of community's if there is no common ground on which to live next to one another. It takes good communities to raise good kids teaching them in good schools without biases and agendas other then that of allowing the next generation to be the most capable and competent when the time comes to pass the torch as no one can hold it up forever no matter how strong it must be passed. Human beings right now at this moment are acting to accelerate if not make it a certainty the lives of our grandchildren will be worsening. More world wide famine disease and war. All creating more death . We all follow suit unquestionably due to the slavery of greed stemmed from this income inequalities. We do this even though we all love our grand kids when over a time any system is built to create laws for legalization and moral codes for the justifying these walks of life. We do I think deserve to be walked on by them. For if that is not so then it is equally as not so possible for us to rise together for the future of mankind. Truly then and only then will the systemic changes necessary for elimination of the evils allowing this way of life. The American declaration of independence states the following in it's article 11 but for those saying I take what I want out of context to suit my own ends...yes that is correct. I would encourage all to go when able and read the thing in it's entirety to see the context for themselves. --" All experience has shown that mankind is more disposed to suffer- Whilst evils are sufferable- then to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed."-- American declaration of independence --"God made all men equal and gave them the rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit to happiness. That to secure these rights governments are instituted amongst men deriving there just powers from the consent of governed. That when any form of government becomes destructive of these ends. It is the rights of the people,it is the duty, to alter or abolish it and institute new guards for there future security."-- George Washington (1796) - In his farewell address, President Washington discussed the dangers of political factions and foreign entanglements. He warned that excessive partisanship and international alliances could undermine the unity and independence of the country. Washington's concerns reflected the challenges facing the young nation as it sought to establish a stable and democratic government, while also dealing with powerful European powers and internal divisions.In his farewell address in 1796, President George Washington warned of the dangers of political parties and foreign entanglements, and called on Americans to preserve unity and avoid division.
Andrew Johnson (1869) - In his farewell address, President Johnson discussed the importance of constitutional government and the rule of law, and warned against the dangers of corruption and abuse of power. Johnson's presidency had been marked by conflict with Congress and controversy over his approach to Reconstruction following the Civil War. His farewell address reflected his belief in the importance of preserving democratic institutions and norms, and avoiding abuses of power. In his farewell address in 1869, President Andrew Johnson discussed the importance of constitutional government and the rule of law, and warned against the dangers of corruption and abuse of power.
William Howard Taft (1913) - In his farewell address, President Taft discussed the importance of international peace and cooperation, and called for greater emphasis on diplomacy and mediation in resolving conflicts. Taft had been involved in international affairs throughout his presidency, and had worked to promote international arbitration and disarmament. His farewell address reflected his belief in the need for greater cooperation and dialogue between nations, and his concern that the world was becoming more divided and dangerous. In his farewell address in 1913, President William Howard Taft discussed the importance of international peace and cooperation, and called for greater emphasis on diplomacy and mediation in resolving conflicts.
Herbert Hoover (1933) - In his farewell address, President Hoover discussed the challenges of the Great Depression, and called on Americans to work together to address economic and social problems. Hoover had been widely criticized for his handling of the Depression, and had faced growing calls for government intervention in the economy. His farewell address reflected his belief in the importance of self-reliance and individual initiative, but also acknowledged the need for collective action and government assistance in times of crisis.In his farewell address in 1933, President Herbert Hoover discussed the challenges of the Great Depression, and called on Americans to work together to address economic and social problems.
Lyndon B. Johnson (1969) - In his farewell address, President Johnson spoke about the need for continued progress on issues like civil rights and poverty, and called on Americans to remain committed to the values of justice and equality. Johnson's presidency had been marked by significant progress on issues like civil rights and social welfare, but had also been marred by the Vietnam War and growing social and political divisions. His farewell address reflected his belief in the importance of continued social and political progress, and his hope that the country could overcome its divisions and work together for a better future.In his farewell address in 1969, President Lyndon B. Johnson spoke about the need for continued progress on issues like civil rights and poverty, and called on Americans to remain committed to the values of justice and equality.
Franklin D. Roosevelt (1938) - In his "Message to Congress on Curbing Monopolies," President Roosevelt was responding to a growing concern among Americans about the power of big business and monopolies. During the Great Depression, many people felt that corporations were exploiting workers and consumers, and that the government needed to step in to protect the interests of the people. Roosevelt's speech called for stronger government regulation of the economy, including antitrust laws to break up monopolies and promote competition. Roosevelt argued that a fair and just society required strong government intervention to prevent abuses by powerful economic interests.
Harry S. Truman (1951) - In his "Labor Day Address," President Truman was responding to concerns among workers about the state of the American economy. Truman argued that the government had a responsibility to protect workers' rights and freedoms, and to ensure that the economy worked for everyone, not just the wealthy. Truman called for stronger government regulation of the economy to prevent abuses by employers and corporations, and to promote fair wages and working conditions for workers. Truman's speech reflected a growing concern among Americans about economic inequality and the need for government intervention to promote social justice.
Lyndon B. Johnson (1965) - In his "Special Message to the Congress: The Quality of American Life," President Johnson was responding to a range of social problems facing the country, including poverty, discrimination, and environmental degradation. Johnson argued that government had a crucial role to play in addressing these issues, and that unwarranted influence by special interests was a threat to American democracy. Johnson called for stronger government action to promote social justice and environmental protection, including new laws to protect civil rights and preserve natural resources. Johnson's speech reflected a growing concern among Americans about the need for government intervention to address social and environmental problems.
Richard Nixon (1971) - In his "Message to the Congress on Reorganization of the Executive Branch," President Nixon was responding to concerns among conservatives about the size and power of the federal government. Nixon argued that excessive bureaucracy and regulation were stifling economic growth and innovation, and that government needed to be streamlined and made more efficient. Nixon's speech called for a reorganization of the executive branch of government to make it more effective and responsive to the needs of the American people. Nixon's speech reflected a growing concern among conservatives about the need to reduce the size and power of government
Bill Clinton (1993) - In his "Address to the Nation on Health Care Reform," President Clinton was responding to concerns among Americans about the high cost and limited access to health care. Clinton argued that the government had a responsibility to ensure access to affordable health care for all Americans, and that the current system was subject to unwarranted influence by special interests. Clinton's speech called for comprehensive health care reform, including new regulations to control costs and expand coverage. Clinton's speech reflected a growing concern among Americans about the need for government intervention to address the problems in the health care system.
John F. Kennedy (1961) - In his inaugural address, President Kennedy famously called on Americans to "ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country." Kennedy's speech reflected his belief in the importance of civic responsibility and public service, and his hope that Americans would be willing to work together to address the challenges facing the country.
Jimmy Carter (1979) - In his "Crisis of Confidence" speech, President Carter discussed the need for Americans to confront the energy crisis, and to work together to build a more sustainable and equitable society. Carter's speech reflected his concern that the country was losing its sense of purpose and direction, and his belief in the importance of public engagement and citizen involvement.
Barack Obama (2009) - In his inaugural address, President Obama discussed the need for a new era of responsibility and citizenship, and called on Americans to work together to overcome the challenges facing the country. Obama's speech reflected his belief in the importance of community and shared sacrifice, and his hope that Americans would be willing to come together to address issues like climate change, healthcare, and economic inequality.
Donald Trump (2021) - In his farewell address, President Trump discussed his accomplishments as president, and called on Americans to continue to support his agenda and vision for the country. Trump's speech reflected his belief in the importance of strong borders, economic growth, and America-first policies, and his hope that his supporters would remain committed to these values in the years to come
Dwight D. Eisenhower (1961) - In his farewell address, President Eisenhower warned of the dangers of the military-industrial complex, and called on Americans to remain vigilant in protecting democratic values and institutions. Eisenhower had served as a general in World War II before becoming president, and had witnessed firsthand the growth of the military and defense industries during his time in office. His farewell address reflected his concern that the power of these industries could threaten the stability and security of the country, and his belief in the importance of maintaining a balance between military preparedness and civilian control.
Richard Nixon (1974) - In his resignation speech, President Nixon discussed the need for national healing and reconciliation following the Watergate scandal and his resignation from office. Nixon's presidency had been marked by significant achievements in foreign policy and domestic issues, but had also been marred by corruption and abuse of power. His resignation speech reflected his recognition of the damage done to the country by the Watergate scandal, and his hope that the country could move past it and focus on the future.
Ronald Reagan (1989) - In his farewell address, President Reagan discussed the importance of individual freedom and limited government, and called on Americans to remain committed to these values. Reagan's presidency had been marked by a conservative shift in American politics, and he had championed policies like tax cuts, deregulation, and increased military spending. His farewell address reflected his belief in the importance of these policies in promoting economic growth and national security, and his hope that they would continue to guide American policy in the future.
In his 1936 State of the Union address, President Franklin D. Roosevelt expressed concern about the increasing concentration of economic power in the hands of a few large corporations and wealthy individuals. He argued that the government had a responsibility to protect the rights of workers and consumers and to promote competition and economic opportunity for all Americans.
In his 1961 farewell address, President Dwight D. Eisenhower warned of the potential dangers of the close relationship between the military and the defense industry. He believed that this could lead to the creation of a powerful military-industrial complex that would distort national priorities and threaten individual liberties.
President Jimmy Carter's 1979 speech on the energy crisis reflected his concern that excessive government regulation was hindering the development of alternative energy sources and impeding economic growth. He called for a more balanced approach to energy policy that would promote conservation, innovation, and private investment.
In his 1981 inaugural address, President Ronald Reagan expressed his belief that government had become too large and too intrusive, and that excessive regulation was stifling economic growth and individual freedom. He advocated for a smaller, more limited government that would give individuals and businesses more control over their own lives.
In his 1992 State of the Union address, President George H.W. Bush was responding to concerns that government regulations were placing an undue burden on businesses and impeding economic growth. He called for a "regulatory bill of rights" that would give citizens and businesses greater protection against unnecessary government interference.
In his 2000 State of the Union address, President Bill Clinton called for a renewed focus on economic growth and innovation, emphasizing the importance of investing in education, research and development, and technology. He also highlighted the need for greater economic opportunity for all Americans.
In his 2008 campaign speech on the economy, then-Senator Barack Obama called for a more balanced approach to economic policy that would address growing income inequality, promote job growth, and provide greater support for the middle class.
In his 2011 State of the Union address, President Barack Obama emphasized the need to invest in education, innovation, and infrastructure in order to promote long-term economic growth. He also called for greater cooperation between government and business to create jobs and spur economic development. In his 1936 State of the Union address, President Franklin D. Roosevelt was responding to the increasing concentration of economic power in the hands of a few large corporations and wealthy individuals, which he saw as a threat to American democracy. He argued that the government had a responsibility to protect the rights of workers and consumers and to promote competition and economic opportunity for all Americans.
In his 1961 farewell address, President Dwight D. Eisenhower was warning of the potential dangers of the close relationship between the military and the defense industry, which he believed could lead to the creation of a powerful military-industrial complex that would distort national priorities and threaten individual liberties.
President Jimmy Carter's 1979 speech on the energy crisis reflected his concern that excessive government regulation was hindering the development of alternative energy sources and impeding economic growth. He called for a more balanced approach to energy policy that would promote conservation, innovation, and private investment.
In his 1981 inaugural address, President Ronald Reagan expressed his belief that government had become too large and too intrusive, and that excessive regulation was stifling economic growth and individual freedom. He advocated for a smaller, more limited government that would give individuals and businesses more control over their own lives.
In his 1992 State of the Union address, President George H.W. Bush was responding to concerns that government regulations were placing an undue burden on businesses and impeding economic growth. He called for a "regulatory bill of rights" that would give citizens and businesses greater protection against unnecessary government interference.
President Franklin D. Roosevelt, in his 1936 State of the Union address, warned against the dangers of "economic royalists" who sought to control the government and manipulate the economy for their own benefit.
In his 1961 farewell address, President Dwight D. Eisenhower famously warned of the "military-industrial complex," cautioning against the undue influence of the military-industrial complex on American foreign policy and domestic affairs.
President Jimmy Carter, in a 1979 address on the energy crisis, criticized the "excessive growth in government bureaucracy" and called for a reevaluation of regulations that were hampering the development of alternative energy sources.
President Ronald Reagan, in his 1981 inaugural address, declared that "government is not the solution to our problem; government is the problem," expressing his belief in the importance of reducing government regulations and increasing individual freedoms.
In his 1992 State of the Union address, President George H.W. Bush called for a "regulatory bill of rights" to protect citizens from overzealous regulators and bureaucratic red tape.
These examples demonstrate the range of concerns and challenges facing presidents as they leave office, and the importance of reflecting on these issues in farewell addresses. They also show how these addresses can be used to call attention to important issues and values, and to set the tone for future national debates and policies. Eariguardless of your side or preference.for perceived better or worse. In this there is togetherness that is truly American at heart.
Systemic Changes During Economic Downturns:
Increase in unemployment rates Decrease in consumer spending Increase in government spending on social welfare programs Decrease in government tax revenues Decrease in corporate profits Increase in business bankruptcies and closures Increase in foreclosure rates and home price declines Decrease in GDP growth Increase in government debt levels Increase in poverty rates Increase in income inequality Controversial policy's passing congress during economic downturns:
Economic stimulus packages Unemployment benefit extensions Bailouts for specific industries Changes to tax policy Changes to regulations on financial institutions Infrastructure spending Presidential remarks during economic downturns:
Calls for bipartisan cooperation to address the economic crisis Promises to create jobs and stimulate economic growth Urges for increased government spending on social welfare programs Proposals for tax cuts or other measures to spur economic activity Systemic Changes During Economic Upswings:
Decrease in unemployment rates Increase in consumer spending Increase in government tax revenues Increase in corporate profits Decrease in business bankruptcies and closures Increase in home prices and decreases in foreclosure rates Increase in GDP growth Decrease in government debt levels Decrease in poverty rates Decrease in income inequality Controversial policy's passing congress during economic upswings:
Tax cuts Deregulation of industries Changes to government spending priorities Infrastructure spending Presidential remarks during economic upswings:
Claims credit for economic growth and job creation Proposes tax cuts or other measures to continue economic growth Promises to maintain fiscal responsibility and decrease government debt levels Many of these systemic changes have persisted from their time of origin to present day, although the specifics may vary depending on the time period and the context. For example, government spending on social welfare programs tends to increase during economic downturns and decrease during economic upswings, but the specific programs and amounts of funding may change over time. Similarly, tax policy changes and deregulation can have long-lasting impacts on the economy, but the specific policies and their effects will depend on the political and economic context. Other systemic changes, such as changes in unemployment rates, GDP growth, and income inequality, may be more cyclical and subject to fluctuations over time. However, even these changes can be influenced by long-term factors such as technological innovation, demographic shifts, and globalization. George Washington, who warned against the dangers of political factions and the concentration of power in his farewell address. Abraham Lincoln, who famously described democracy as "government of the people, by the people, for the people" in his Gettysburg Address. Franklin D. Roosevelt, who championed the New Deal as a way to restore economic power to ordinary Americans and protect them against the excesses of the wealthy and powerful. Lyndon B. Johnson, who declared a "war on poverty" and passed legislation like the Voting Rights Act and the Civil Rights Act to promote greater equality and fairness in society. Barack Obama, who frequently spoke out against income inequality and the influence of big money in politics, and who warned of the dangers of authoritarianism and polarization in his farewell address. Dwight D. Eisenhower, who warned against the dangers of the military-industrial complex and emphasized the need for balance between national security and civil liberties. Ronald Reagan, who championed conservative principles such as free market capitalism and individual liberty, but who also spoke out against government corruption and waste, and who signed into law the Immigration Reform and Control Act of 1986, which granted amnesty to millions of undocumented immigrants George H.W. Bush, who championed a "kinder, gentler" conservatism and who signed into law the Americans with Disabilities Act, which prohibited discrimination against individuals with disabilities
Gerald Ford, who emphasized the need for transparency and accountability in government and who sought to heal divisions in the wake of the Watergate scandal Richard Nixon, who championed conservative policies such as law and order and the war on drugs, but who also signed into law important environmental and workplace safety legislation, and who famously declared in his second inaugural address that "we cannot learn from one another until we stop shouting at one another" John Quincy Adams, who spoke out against slavery and who called for greater investment in education and science, and who famously declared that "if your actions inspire others to dream more, learn more, do more and become more, you are a leader." James Madison, who helped draft the U.S. Constitution and who championed principles such as federalism and separation of powers, and who famously declared in Federalist No. 10 that a well-constructed government can control the effects of factions and prevent them from undermining democracy. Thomas Jefferson, who championed democratic principles such as individual liberty, religious freedom, and popular sovereignty, and who famously declared in the Declaration of Independence that "all men are created equal."
Andrew Jackson, who championed the interests of the common man and who fought against the power of entrenched elites, but who also faced criticism for his treatment of Native Americans and his expansion of executive power Franklin Pierce, who emphasized the importance of compromise and reconciliation in the face of political divisions, but who also faced criticism for his support of pro-slavery policies and his handling of the issue of states' rights James K. Polk, who presided over a period of territorial expansion and economic growth, but who also faced criticism for his aggressive foreign policy and his handling of the issue of slavery in the territories James Monroe, who championed the principles of nationalism and self-determination, and who famously declared in his Monroe Doctrine that the United States would not tolerate European interference in the affairs of the Western Hemisphere John Adams, who helped draft the Declaration of Independence and who emphasized the importance of civic virtue and education in maintaining a healthy democracy, but who also faced criticism for his handling of the issue of free speech during the Alien and Sedition Acts. Again, as we go further back in history, the language and context of presidential speeches may differ from what we are accustomed to today, but many of the underlying principles and ideals remain relevant and important.
Martin Van Buren, who championed the principles of limited government and individual liberty, and who emphasized the importance of protecting the rights of minorities and marginalized groups William Henry Harrison, who emphasized the importance of public service and civic responsibility, and who called for greater investment in infrastructure and public works projects James Buchanan, who emphasized the importance of preserving the Union and upholding the Constitution, but who also faced criticism for his handling of the issue of slavery and his failure to prevent the outbreak of the Civil War Millard Fillmore, who championed the principles of free trade and religious tolerance, and who signed into law the Compromise of 1850, which sought to resolve the issue of slavery in the territories Zachary Taylor, who emphasized the importance of national unity and the preservation of the Union, and who faced criticism for his handling of the issue of states' rights and his failure to prevent the outbreak of the Civil War.
Franklin D. Roosevelt, who championed the principles of social justice and economic equality, and who led the country through the Great Depression and World War II, and who famously declared in his first inaugural address that "the only thing we have to fear is fear itself" Harry S. Truman, who emphasized the importance of international cooperation and who oversaw the establishment of the United Nations and the Marshall Plan, but who also faced criticism for his handling of the issue of civil rights and his decision to drop atomic bombs on Japan Dwight D. Eisenhower, who championed the principles of national security and economic growth, and who oversaw the construction of the interstate highway system and the launch of the space race, but who also faced criticism for his handling of the issue of civil rights and his reluctance to push for greater social and economic reforms John F. Kennedy, who emphasized the importance of civil rights and social justice, and who led the country through the Cuban Missile Crisis and the early years of the Cold War, but who also faced criticism for his handling of the Bay of Pigs invasion and his personal life and character Lyndon B. Johnson, who championed the principles of civil rights and social welfare, and who oversaw the passage of important legislation such as the Civil Rights Act and the Voting Rights Act, but who also faced criticism for his handling of the Vietnam War and his expansion of the federal government's role in domestic affairs. Again, these examples span a wide range of historical eras and political contexts, but they all demonstrate the ways in which presidential speeches and policies can have a lasting impact on American society and its political and economic systems.
On how Presidential speeches and policies can have a significant impact on American society id point to the following.
Presidential speeches can inspire and mobilize the public to support certain policy initiatives or social movements. For instance, Franklin D. Roosevelt's famous Fireside Chats during the Great Depression helped to restore confidence in the government and laid the groundwork for the New Deal, while John F. Kennedy's call to "ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country" inspired a generation of Americans to volunteer and engage in public service.
Presidential policies can have far-reaching effects on the economy, including on employment, wages, and the distribution of wealth. For example, Ronald Reagan's policies of deregulation and tax cuts in the 1980s helped to stimulate economic growth and job creation, but also led to rising income inequality and a decline in union membership. Similarly, Barack Obama's stimulus package and health care reform efforts in the wake of the 2008 financial crisis helped to stabilize the economy and expand access to health care, but also faced criticism for their cost and potential long-term effects.
Presidential speeches and policies can also shape the country's political and social structures, including issues such as civil rights, immigration, and foreign policy. For example, Lyndon B. Johnson's support for the Civil Rights Act and the Voting Rights Act helped to dismantle legal segregation and expand voting rights for African Americans, while Donald Trump's policies on immigration and trade reshaped the country's relationship with its neighbors and with the world.
And while arguably at worst and debatable at best I'd summarize it by way of how It's difficult to quantify exactly how many presidential speeches and policies have lasting effects to the present day, as the impact of a given speech or policy can depend on a wide range of factors, including historical context, political opposition, and implementation challenges. However, it's safe to say that many of the examples we've discussed earlier in this conversation have had a significant and lasting impact on American society and its political and economic structures. For instance:
The New Deal programs and reforms initiated by Franklin D. Roosevelt during the Great Depression continue to shape the country's social safety net and regulatory framework, with programs like Social Security and the National Labor Relations Act still in place today.
The civil rights legislation passed during the 1960s, including the Civil Rights Act and the Voting Rights Act, helped to dismantle legal segregation and expand voting rights for African Americans, although issues of racial inequality and discrimination persist to this day.
The deregulation and tax cuts implemented during the Reagan era continue to shape the country's economic policies and debates, with questions about the role of government in the economy and the distribution of wealth remaining hotly contested.
The health care reform efforts of the Obama administration, including the Affordable Care Act, have had a lasting impact on the country's health care system and access to care, although challenges to its implementation and ongoing political opposition continue to shape the debate.
These are just a few examples, but they demonstrate how presidential speeches and policies can have a lasting impact on American society and its political and economic structures.
The Marshall Plan, proposed by Harry Truman in 1947, helped to rebuild Europe after World War II and cemented the United States' role as a global superpower.
The War on Poverty and Great Society programs, initiated by Lyndon B. Johnson in the 1960s, helped to reduce poverty and expand access to education and health care for millions of Americans, although issues of poverty and inequality remain a challenge today.
The Clean Air Act and Clean Water Act, passed under Richard Nixon in the 1970s, helped to protect the environment and improve public health, although debates over environmental regulation and climate change continue to be major issues today.
The Americans with Disabilities Act, signed into law by George H.W. Bush in 1990, helped to expand access and opportunities for people with disabilities, although challenges to implementation and ongoing debates over disability rights and accommodations remain.
1987 CDC knew how and who aids would most likely effect and harm. Instead of being helpful and precise a fear campaign was launched. " Aids will explode into the hetero sexual community." , So instead a lot of in reality not even needed but now clogging the lines for those who do from being tested, Was said on commercials to the public at large. Just like covid is not Russian roulette, and of course technically anything can kill anyone or anything else at any time, yea sure it's not wrong. That is the just the law of the universe and as such it applies at all times to all things regardless of gender , race economic status , or personal preference of the plethora of human enjoyments practiced throughout the ages. As of may 2021 according to the CDC 75% of covid deaths are 65 years or older in America. 98-99% of those are unvaccinated.
So if if your 65 years old or older and not vaccinated don't go crowd surfing at a concert or you will probably be a goner.
The easy said an not implemented as easy as said I get that but none the less a fact for it Solution here is simply put help the most vulnerable after discovery of who that is and how to do so. Not to panic into a pandemic Robbing kids of education and sanity via stupid ,pointless , unhelpful, horrible means. Just to parade them around like masked bandits is both as ironic as it is ignorant. And what the whole world was doing not so long ago.when the same people in private health care, who are the very ones always saying to go get a second opinion, want to allow only one in the public debate you have problems. Problems including but not limited too Countless prescriptions labeled effective, safe , now giving out lawsuits for those who took them.

Hello everyone, I have scheduled my 107 for April 8th and wanted to know if anyone else has taken it here? Is it a hard exam to pass and what did you use to study?. I'm watching some YouTube videos about the exam and taking a few practice tests.

Finished the gauntlet of testing today and passed my 66! (Jan-SIE, Feb-S7)
Exam felt like a reasonable draw and by no means a hard draw. Not as many questions on registrations as I expected, and more on NASAA policy on ethical/unethical. Test Geek quick notes covered much of what I saw on exam so would HIGHLY recommend the investment.
I used Training Consultants as main material for all courses. Supplemented with S7Guru videos & Test Geek notes & final practice exams.
Watched the first 7 videos on S7Guru 66 playlist multiple times and really helped me understand content.
To all who are in the studying stage, you can do it! Stay consistent, seek to understand content & use all these great supplemental resources when needed.
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Finally my turn,
Just passed my cissp exam with 120 minutes remaining at 125q
Background: Masters in Cyber Security 4+ years work experience in the field
Prep: took roughly 30 days to study, 4-5 hours on weekdays, 10+ hours on weekends.
Materials: Kelly Mike chapple LinkedIn learning Pete's exam cram Osg 9th edition (read through it once) Osg practice tests Boson
Advice: As many have repeatedly mentioned, conceptual knowledge is key. I would also recommend studying up on English as it isn't my first language so some words were tricky.

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Synopsis:
Juliette Contzen is a lazy, good-for-nothing princess. Overshadowed by her siblings, she's left with little to do but nap, read … and occasionally cut the falling raindrops with her sword. Spotted one day by an astonished adventurer, he insists on grading Juliette's swordsmanship, then promptly has a mental breakdown at the result.
Soon after, Juliette is given the news that her kingdom is on the brink of bankruptcy. At threat of being married off, the lazy princess vows to do whatever it takes to maintain her current lifestyle, and taking matters into her own hands, escapes in the middle of the night in order to restore her kingdom's finances.
Tags: Comedy, Adventure, Action, Fantasy, Copious Ohohohohos.
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Chapter 18: Candle In The Dark
My boots waded through the shallow stream as I led the way, Starlight Grace in hand.
The caverns leading from the well were far more extensive than the alchemist had suggested. As I directed the tip of my sword into the darkness, its light caught against surfaces so high that I had to stretch my neck to see them … but not the tunnel bats that'd made their homes against the stalactites in this vast underground system.
Their eyes peppered the resounding darkness like red stars against a bleak sky. But while the sheer quantity of tunnel bats that'd made their home here may ordinarily have been cause for alarm, I had other concerns on my mind.
Namely, that the water was extremely unhealthy for the integrity of my boots.
They were hand crafted by royal commission for outdoor endeavours, yes, and could reliably step on mud, ash, saltwater and the hopes of the poor, but this wasn't a downtrodden farmer I was stepping on. It was … water.
Mossy, slimy water that dampened the colour of my boots.
And that was even worse than losing them.
The moment my outfit no longer matched, I'd have only two choices. Find a new set of clothes, or use Starlight Grace to conjure enough light that I could irrevocably damage the eyesights of everyone around me.
And right now, I was missing my wardrobe.
“Did you know that tunnel bats are blind?” said Coppelia, humming as she skipped behind me like a girl playing in a pond. “Those bloodthirsty, murderous eyes? Yep, they're just for show. They actually glow even brighter during the day. Of course, you never see them since they're usually sleeping.”
I glanced up at the litany of red dots, neither perturbed nor comforted by the thought that none of them were actually gazing back at me.
Rather, I simply could not take them seriously in the slightest.
“Bats.” I sighed. “Barely inside, and I can already see this cavern hasn't a speck of originality to it.”
“Eh?”
“It's like peering into the mind of a decrepit baron and seeing his wildest fantasy come to fruition.”
“Barons dream about bats?”
“The ones who have not received an invitation to attend a soirée in years, yes.”
I sadly shook my head.
For all their teeth, wings and claws, bats occupied a different category in my mind than heralds of the night.
To some, they were low-tier monsters fit for training new adventurers and soldiers. To me, they were a fashion statement. And a poor one, at that. Far too many nobles sought to decorate their middling towers and keeps with bats of all varieties, hoping the time-tested mystique would somehow mask the very public decline of their family lineage.
It never did.
The irony, of course, is that any noble house's fall from grace was due to this lack of familiarity with contemporary home design. Why, I had no doubt that if this cavern were put to auction, irrelevant nobles would paw at each other to make this their new villainous hideout from which to plan the usurping of my father's throne.
“Well, if you don't like bats, what about strangler crabs?”
Coppelia pointed ahead of us. A pair of deathly black pincers were briefly sighted, before they disappeared to a chorus of scuttling movement.
“Uninspired,” I replied.
“Decrepit barons stopped using them as pets ages ago, huh?”
“What? No, they still do. They simply taste awful as well.”
“... You've eaten strangler crabs before? The monster variety? Not the, 'Hey kids, Papa's going to teach you about fishing today,' kind?”
“Bland and flavourless. With a mucous-like texture. Highly do not recommend.”
I shuddered as I recalled the scene. There were many things I wanted for my 7th birthday. A horse-drawn carriage in the shape of an open seashell. A choir of my playmates singing my praises for being born wealthier than them. A fireworks display of me sitting cross-legged on a throne while laughing down at the assembled masses ...
Well, actually, I did get all of those things.
But I also got a buffet of the most strangest crustacean. What's more, it was still moving. And it's pincers were very sharp, indeed.
And that's the story of how I survived my 19th assassination attempt, aged 7.
The strangler crab tasted terrible afterwards.
“And water slimes … ?” queried Coppelia, pointing at a particularly reflective section of the wall. “Have you ever … ?”
Upon closer inspection, the shimmering of movement could clearly be seen, as could the mucus trailing behind. Only by purposefully directing my sword away could the form of the water slime be viewed, still partially aglow from the light as it half-crawled, half-bounced away from us.
I stopped, then set my frown directly at Coppelia's inquisitiveness. Predictably, she was already looking highly amused even before I gave my response.
“... Gastronomy was in a highly experimental phase at the time ...”
“It sounds like you've quite a robust palette.”
“Robust, no. Black, yes.”
Sadly, the world of gourmet dining wasn't built on stability. It was on constantly sprinting so that the quicksand wouldn't envelop you. And sometimes, those competing had no time to run. They simply had to leap.
Hence … Steak au slime was invented.
It did not last.
“You've … eaten all these things?” said the alchemist, staring at me in wonder. “Incredible! Although you appear very refined, in truth, you live off the land as much as even the most seasoned adventurer, don't you?”
I had a feeling that this woman was perhaps grossly misinterpreting how I came to be fed steak au slime.
Naturally, I nodded and accepted the praise.
“I … I suppose, by definition, yes, I certainly have lived off the creatures of this land!”
I gave a small cough and hurried ahead, valiantly ignoring both the creeping darkness and the sight of Coppelia hiding her laughter.
“I hope we find what we're looking for,” said the alchemist, somewhat absent-mindedly as she trudged along behind us. “Although right now, I'm mostly hoping that nothing worse than a water slime appears before us.”
Coppelia's sigh practically echoed around us.
“Now, if this was Ouzelia, what you just said would pretty much guarantee something dreadful will be waiting down here.”
“Huh?”
“Rules work differently in the Northern Realm. The power of stories is prevalent in every facet of life, but most often when we're courting jeopardy.”
“I … I see! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to invite peril.”
“Oh, it's fine. Peril makes things more fun.”
“What?”
“What?”
The clockwork doll and the alchemist blinked at each other, each wearing vastly contrasting expressions.
Their conversation ended.
… For a short time, at least.
“Hmm, the water slimes aren't biting, are they?” said Coppelia cheerfully. “Shame, I imagine they're pretty hydrating. Great if you find yourself in a desert. They're like a bouncing oasis. Never tried one myself. I prefer green or sweet things. But I'm feeling adventurous!”
I shuddered to think that she'd willingly consume a water slime. And yet I couldn't bear to warn her against the taste. The memories were too painful to recall.
That aside, she did raise a fair point.
“Why have we not been attacked yet?” I asked, turning my light around the tunnels, only to witness the scuttling form of another strangler crab already moving away from us. “I was led to believe that monsters attacked indiscriminately.”
“Most monsters do,” replied Coppelia. “But weak monsters have a unique flight instinct. It's the only way to survive in a cruel world full of murderous adventurers. They're exceptionally good at identifying powerful threats.”
I raised a querying eyebrow at Coppelia.
“Do they detect your absurd level of physical strength and flee from it, then?”
In response, Coppelia grinned and turned to the young woman walking closely behind us, her wide eyes constantly darting in all directions.
“Hmm, who knows? Maybe our alchemist is secretly super strong?”
Marlena … Marina blinked in surprise, then rapidly shook her head.
“Um, I'm not sure why they're not attacking. But I do have a monster repelling potion in my satchel. Maybe they can sense it … ?”
“Well, whatever the cause, we should take full advantage,” I said. “My attire is at risk enough without water slimes further dampening it.”
I received fervent agreement from our alchemist as we trundled along, free from attacks by the inhabitants of this cavern.
Buoyed by the lack of opposition, we pressed on through the cavern until we entered a smaller chamber filled with a central basin of water. Here, no tunnel bats plagued the ceiling and no strangler crabs tried to give me flashbacks, but that didn't mean there was no life.
It was, in fact, teeming with it.
Long strands of wet greenery blanketed the walls almost like a net, the strands and leaves interwoven like a circus of green as it stretched out from the pool of shimmering water.
“My … how peculiar!”
Unless my studies of horticulture were very much mistaken, this was seaweed—or at least something similar. But these weren't the bedrocks near a shoreline or the wooden joints of a dock that the weeds found themselves clutched against. It was a chamber deep beneath the earth, devoid of even the shallowest hint of the sky or saltwater.
This basin of water was either connected to more than a regular reservoir, or these seaweeds were a unique new variety!
“What a magnificent amount of life,” said the alchemist, her wide eyes taking in the tapestry of green. “It appears to be … well, weeds. But to be found underground is remarkable!”
I nodded, sharing the appreciation. I spun around while pointing the tip of my sword towards each wall in turn.
“Either they don't require sunlight to grow, or they're able to survive long periods without access to it. But how would they come to be here, I wonder?”
Suddenly, the alchemist gasped.
“Wait—look! Look where you just shone the light! Keep your sword away for a moment and look!”
I did as asked and peered away from where I was directing Starlight Grace.
Only then did I notice the glittering in the darkness.
It was like hundreds of jewels lighting up where the light had receded, as though having absorbed the radiance from my sword. Stepping closer, I leaned in and spied to my surprise the clear crystalline spines.
“Arcana crystals,” I remarked. “Now, this truly is a boon.”
It was the crystalline mineral prized among mages, and in turn, shopkeepers. The light absorbent crystals which were a crucial reagent in the crafting of mana potions, a lifeline for mages at risk of suffering from magical burnout induced nausea.
Though by no means rare, it was practically unheard of for a mineral deposit to be discovered so far from the eastern mountain ranges where so much of our mining industry takes place. A discovery such as this needed to be properly documented, and the size and quality of the deposit surveyed.
A rush of excitement coursed through me as I tip-toed from glimmer to glimmer, assessing each shine with a rudimentary appraisal that could glean nothing other than the fact that this was a precious opportunity.
Nor was I the only one to spot this.
“Gosh, what a magnificent sight!” exclaimed the alchemist, her eyes almost shimmering as much as the precious crystals. “Arcana crystals. Here of all places. Beneath Rolstein. I never thought such a thing was possible!”
I nodded. I didn't think so, either. But that was mostly because I never gave Rolstein any thought whatsoever.
“A precious find, and worthy of a dismal climb down a dilapidated well.”
“I had no idea … in all the records I've seen of Rolstein's history, no mention has ever been made of arcana crystals.”
“Ohhohoho! Rejoice, for where there are precious reagents, there are profits, and where there are profits, there are taxes to be reaped!”
“... Huh?”
“T-Taxes … as in, taxes to ensure the building of new roads and watchposts, to ensure the security and economic prosperity of this new opportunity!”
Yes, indeed! The Miner's Guild will no doubt wish to claim rights to any mining operations. But in exchange, Rolstein and the kingdom will receive a share of the proceeds.
If there's a sizeable deposit to be had, then this could become a wonderful opportunity for the lowlands as a whole. Diversification of the local economy was a rare and precious opportunity.
“Indeed, but any merits are a matter for the future,” said the alchemist, her excitement visibly tempering. “My concern is still the present. And so before we turn these precious fields into a mine, I'd first like to know if it can be saved. The starflower ...”
“There's no starflower.”
My blunt assessment caught the alchemist by surprise.
She said nothing, and so I provided my reasoning with an additional spin of the chamber.
Seaweed, arcana crystals, and the granite walls to which they clung. There was no sign of a fabled starflower, nor an exit from this chamber. Our journey had been linear. Had we missed a path in the darkness? If so, we'd need to backtrack in order to find it. Otherwise, this was the end of this jaunt, though it was by no means unfruitful.
“M-Miss Juliette ...”
Then, the alchemist's timid voice called out to me.
I knew what it was before I finished turning around. The bright glow being emitted by my sword was no longer the only source of light within this small chamber.
To my astonishment, a single flower was gleaming from a crevasse opposite the water basin. Even from a distance, its details shone in the darkness like the moon on a clear night, each petal radiating with the intensity of a flickering flame.
It was a single flower, and yet if it were to be placed in the sky, I had little doubt it would be the light that drew stargazers and sailors towards it. The beauty was mesmerising. So much so, that I almost failed to question why it was now gleaming for all the eyes in this chamber to see.
Almost.
“The starflower,” whispered the alchemist. “It's … It's here … !”
“I-Indeed, it is … !”
I was astonished.
The starflower. It truly was here. But how?
Its nature meant that simply missing it with my sword was impossible. Its radiance matched Starlight Grace. Did it function similarly to the arcana crystals, and was now reacting to the light? Yet I was always under the impression that a starflower's strength was in its undying glow.
Why, it was almost as if something covering it had been displaced. But nothing but walls of rock were present around the starflower, with each damp surface covered in arcana crystals and soggy seaweed.
And nothing but walls of rock was still here … even as it moved towards me.
Brruuuuuummmmmmmmmmm.
A deafening rumble resounded throughout the chamber. The surface of the water basin shook violently, while bits of the cave fell around us like the beginnings of an earthquake.
That sound could've been the precursor to a landslide. But I realised as the sound went on that it was more than that. It was a bellow. The very land made manifest and sentient with rage.
A living roar from a creature with no vocal chords, yet had no difficulty resonating with the earth.
It was, after all, a monster born of it.
Brrrrrruuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmm.
The shadow of a massive stone golem jerked alive, shaking off rocks and dust as it woke from its slumber.
And I knew immediately from its movements that it was feeling deeply inhospitable after just waking up.
Why, it reminded me of myself.
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Recounting of First Contact with Species HS-01 - Humans, Sol System, Primary sentient Species in the Star system.
Recounting the events, Captain Invil Ta'Kotian, of the Serdes Hegemony, ally to the greater Federation that makes up much of the civilized galaxy. The nature of this retelling is to best determine the future that species HS-01 may have in the greater Galactic Stage, and whether they are friend or foe.
This particular continuation begins after three members of Species HS-01, David, Sten, and Sasha, have escaped custody. After exploring the vessel and bickering, the team reveals that Sten wishes to not return to a life of fighting angry farmers on Mars. David states his desire to return home. Sasha, however, remains silent during the entire exchange. Captain Invil and his crew are discovered by Hvista raiders, and after divulging the presence of a new species called "Humans" onboard their ship, the Hvista are all but eager to board and fight this new "Super" species.
"You shot us." David stated plainly as he sat in a chair facing Captain Invil. Scratching his beard, he nibbled on the extra food that had been provided. Sasha quietly stood next to him, munching away, as Sten practically inhaled ration bar after ration bar.
"We were terrified." Invil answered.
"You. Shot. Us." David said once more before folding his arms. "I said I wanted peace, I even said I didn't mind playing by your rules, and you shot us."
"You have a prisoner in your presence. I'd assumed you were the same. We don't know you. We don't know what your species is capable of. We were scared." Invil quickly reiterated before looking down. "I apologize... I suppose the silver lining is... Our weapons seem to have no effect on you."
"Oh they do," David said as he held up his right appendage. A massive block of purple and blue covered the area he'd been shot at. "It hurts like hell."
"It's supposed to tear off limbs."
Sten audibly laughed, showing his teeth and causing a number of the crew to place a hand on their weapons. "That's supposed to tear off limbs? Barely an itch."
"Well these are small arms. I'm certain a rifle could do more damage." Invil stated as if trying to protest as the large man only grinned more. "We don't have any on board.
"Yeah and why is that?" David took hold of the conversation again. "Far as I can tell there's just pistols on this ship."
"We're an exploratory vessel. We scout out mining sights, places rich in biodiversity. We mark it down and report back with samples. We're equipped to run away or take a hit, not fight back." Invil sighed. "Which is why I want to apologize. Can you accept that?"
David looked up to Sten who seemed more focused on his food. He then leaned to look at Sasha who signed before pointing to her tattoo. "For now, until we figure out what the hell is going on. But I don't want your men to get jumpy so let me just put the cards on the table now."
"Cards?" Invil asked as he tried to look where David would pull cards from, as the man had little more than a pocketless jumpsuit.
"Nevermind. Look, you were worried about the prisoner thing. Let's clear that up. Sasha, Sten, and myself. Yes, we are prisoners. Her government didn't like what she was saying. I... Killed someone in self-defense. Someone who had a lot of power. Sten well... Yeah well Sten is just crazy."
"I was an actual soldier. Did my job well." Sten grinned as another chuckle bubble up, causing some of the crew to step back. "Too well, ha."
"Sten," David chastised him softly. "We are prisoners yes, but it's a long story. We were part of a larger group and wound up separated. Separated by a very long way it seems. We're supposed to be back home, now I don't want violence between you and me. I want peace. Can you take us home?"
"Or anywhere else." Sten murmured, earning a frown from David.
"I... Can't promise that right now. We're under a situation." Invil started. "If you can help us, I don't see why we can't Shepard you home."
Sasha raised a brow and squeezed David's shoulder. "What kind of situation?" David asked not a moment after she did so. The ship suddenly shook as the clanging of metal rang all over.
"We're... Being boarded." Invil replied sheepishly.
Sten bellowed in laughter, "Finally! Some action!"
"And I guess we're supposed to help you?" David raised his brow.
"They're Hvista raiders. They see you as a rivals and want to fight you." Invil sighed, his ears drooping to a defeated position.
"Why do they want to fight us?" Sten asked curiously as he folded his arms.
"I told them you were here... And showed them you're resistance to our railguns." Invil admitted, causing the humans to frown at him. "I admit this only because... If they take this ship they'll kill all of us... If you fight them off, our chances are much better. I swear to you, David, if you and your humans can fight off the Hvista, I will shepard you back wherever." Invil quickly relayed so as to not lose their goodwill.
"Can I kill them now?" Sten questioned, causing a few guns to be drawn and aimed at him. "Oh it would be so easy."
"No." David stated before standing up.
"Boo, you're no fun." Sten grumbled.
"I can't say I'm a fan of you throwing us at your enemy like that, but if they prove hostile to us we'll handle it if we can. If they prove amenable well... I'll take them over the one that shot us." David stood from his chair and looked down at Invil with an annoyed gaze. "Unfucking believable... Give us weapons."
"No offense human but we can't do that." Invil shook his head.
"Are we supposed to beat the scary monsters to death with our fists?" Sten scoffed.
"Are you opposed?" David questioned.
"No, that's why I kept this," Sten reached to the back of his boots, and pulled a rather large knife that had most of the Aporyions shaking, as the size alone was as big as some of their heads.
Sasha rolled her eyes and approached the Captain. A few guns were drawn on her, but she merely stood before him and held out her hand. Tapping it a few times before making another tch noise, she glared at the Captain fiercely. Invil slowly looked to David. David merely shrugged, "That's her way of saying if you don't put a weapon in her hand, she's going to beat you to death with your own spine."
"You have... A colorful language," Invil gulped before slowly handing over his sidearm.
"S-Sir?" Teema asked.
"Can't say no now," Invil sighed as Sasha examined the piece. With a quick lesson on the weapon, Sasha turned and walked to David's size. She looked up at him with the same apathetic expression from earlier, and signed something. She then moved to tie her fiery locks of red hair behind her, showcasing a number of scars along her cheeks that were once hidden by unkept bangs.
"Agreed. Alright, we'll clean up this mess if they're hostile. Afterwards, we want home. And Captain?" David stated as he pulled up the gun he'd taken from the dead guard.
"Y-Yes?" Invil stuttered.
"You try to fuck with us, and I'll let Sten do to you what got him sent to Deathrow back on earth." With that, David left towards the door with Sasha in tow. Sten grinned ear to ear, before snickering as his gaze went around the room. The doors sealed shut behind them, and Invil gulped.
"Do we... heed the warning?" Another crew member requested.
"At this point... I believe the humans are our best bet. I'm not eager to learn what Deathrow is." Invil nodded. "Continue to scan for Hegemony patrols, in case our humans fail."
As the trio left the bridge, staring down the long hallway ahead of them. They saw at the end came new entities they'd been warned about. The Hvista stood as tall as David and Sten, all held a varying amount of trophies across their bodies. The one with the most, Araxium, stepped forward with a grin. "Humans!" He bellowed as he and his men began to stomp forward. "That is what they call you right?! It is an honor to finally meet a real warrior. Killing an Aporyion in one blow? I am impressed! I hope the data the Aporyions gave my translator is working, I'd hate to not be able to talk!" He shouted, causing Sten to step forward with a grin.
"Oh are you now?!" Sten shouted back as they grew closer. "Not my best work but well, it was fun."
Three of the Hvista paused, tensing up as they gripped their weapons tightly. Unlike the Aporyins, these raiders had brought both blade and railgun rifles with the intent to kill. However, as they paused, an animalistic growl came from Araxium who looked over his shoulder at them. "Whats gotten into you?"
"The eyes... The eyes scream Makorvo, Hunt-Master." One of the younger looking Hvista said as he tapped his claw against his rifle. "Cursed one."
"Bad omen... Don't like," another Hvista said.
"Ignore these feelings, whether it is sick or not it cannot stand against us. Raval awaits the brave." He growled before returning his attention to the humans. David, Sten, and Sasha had moved to varying cover, keeping an eye on them from afar.
"Tell me," David started, "The Aporyions say you can't be talked to... They already shot at us so I'm not too keen on experiencing that again. Would you and your people be willing to take us home? We don't have to end in blood shed."
Araxium laughed and shook his head, his flowing mane rattling with the sound of bone charms clanking together. "I cannot. It goes against everything I believe. We have found fellow warriors, I wish to test your strength. Should you defeat us in battle, and one survivors, we will gladly honor your request, as the Code dictates."
"The Code huh? How does that work?" David continued before signing to Sasha. She nodded and began to quietly move farther off to the side.
"My people are not monstrous, human. We abide by the Code. Honor above all else. Through bloodshed we are made whole. I've seen your strength but for a moment, and I wish to experience it first hand. Should you prove worthy, I will honor your request as a fellow warrior." Araxium stated before chuckling. "Who knows, perhaps we will walk away from this as... Kran," he said before his crew began to laugh alongside him.
"If you want to fight I guess we got no choice... I'm David, Sargent David, UN Prisoner of Battalion 13, leader of squad 7. Whom does my team have the honor of... Fighting?" He asked as he saw Sasha skulking behind them. David wasn't sure how she'd gone unnoticed, but silently thanked that she was on their side.
"David of clan Sargent, it is an honor. I am Araxium, of Clan Orrek. May our fight be worthy of both Your Ancestors and Mine." Araxium grinned.
"Finally," Sten rose from cover and stepped into the open.
"Sten!" David shouted as Sten merely opened his arms, holding up his knife.
"I'm bulletproof! Come at me you cow-" his words were interrupted as a well placed shot to the chest sent Sten flying back nearly ten feet. With a heavy thud, Sten hit the ground, coughing loud as blood escaped his lips.
"Sasha now!" David shouted as he rose from cover. Firing wildly at the enemies who moved to take cover, David kept low and made his way to Sten. Narrowly avoiding several stray shots, David grabbed Sten's shirt and pulled him behind a wall while still firing at the enemy. With luck, he struck a Hvista in the chest, and was nearly frozen in awe as a golf ball sized hall was blown right through the unlucky Raider. "They weren't kidding," he grumbled as he continued to fire from cover, and checked on Sten. "Sten, Sten wake up! Are you alright?!"
Sten groaned and coughed as he sat up. "Y-Yeah, just got... The wind knocked outta me... Did you know those things are bigger than the pistols?"
"You fucking idiot, hurry up I need you in this fight!" David shouted as he continued to fire a few shots before taking cover.
"That'll wake you up, ugh," Sten coughed again before coughing more blood. "I think it broke something."
"I'm going to break you if you don't get in this fight!"
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From the opposite side of the ship, Sasha quietly gazed at the backs of the Hvista from her hiding spot. As one on the right slowly was left behind by the others that advanced forward on David, she emerged from hiding with the sidearm she'd been given in hand. Her eyes fell to the curved knife on the Hvista's back. Her speed picked up as she sprinted behind the Hvista. His ears flicked as he tried to turn, not expecting someone that barely reached his chest to be so bold as to charge him. Sasha kicked the back of its right leg, hearing an audible snap that caused the Hvista to howl in pain as it feel to one knee. Sasha grabbed it's knife, leaping onto the creatures back and pulling it back with surprising ease that nearly caught her off guard. Thrusting its own knife into the Hvista's neck she brought up the side arm she'd been given and dumped three shots into the Hvista closest to her. Turning and using the one she held as a meat shield she fired another four shots into the next. The remaining four including Araxium quickly moved to better cover, before half turned their guns on Sasha.
David sprung at the opportunity and opened fire as well.
Araxium merely laughed from cover. "Finally! The Ancestors have blessed us with a real challenge! Kor, Dojek, handle the woman, Barra, you're with me."
Together the hunters spread out to began flanking both Sasha and David in their teams.
As the humans took cover, their guns made audible clicks to show they had nothing left. But not soon after the clicks from the Hvista guns signaled the moment was now. Sasha sprinted from cover with the blue blood covered knife at her two assailants. Both of which happily drew their own knives. Seeing them both charge at once, she glared daggers before throwing the empty pistol at one. Though more of an inconvenience than anything else, it caused the Hvista to hold up its arm to block. Leaving her which just one to deal with. Dropping low and sliding between the other Hvista's legs, she slashed at its right leg, causing it to snarl in pain before it swung around to stab where she was.
Sasha rolled to the side, quickly getting up to her feet before backstepping. The Hvista worked together to slash back and forth, and were relentless. Sasha could only dodge for so long before one finally reached forward and grabbed her by the throat. Choking as she was lifted, the Hvista raised its blade. "The first kill is mine!" It shouted before bringing the knife towards her. Sasha snarled herself and swung her foot forward, striking the Hvista's elbow. It screeched in pain as the bone snapped clean in two, its arm dangling like a limp noodle. The other Hvista would not be dissuaded, as it quickly brought its knife down into Sasha's shoulder and rushed forward to push her back.
The first sound she had made in space, and it was a scream of pain, she growled like a feral beast as the Hvista held her against the wall, driving its serrated blade in deeper. The Hvista growled back before reaching back and drawing another blade. A bellowing warcry caught their attention as Sten came charging from the side, tackling the Hvista and dragging it away. Sasha slumped to the floor, wincing in pain as she held her shoulder. It felt like it was on fire, and she gritted her teeth as she saw the large metal protruding from her shoulder.
Sten dragged the Hvista away before reaching down to its waist. The Hvista repeatedly slammed its fists into Sten's back, causing no shortage of pain. Sten however, fueled by adrenaline, wrapped his arms around the beast and hoisted it into the air. With a rage fueled scream, Sten slammed the Hvista onto the ground, though did not kill it so easily. Quickly climbing ontop of it, he began swinging his fists into its face over and over. Audible snaps and crunches echoed around the hallway as fangs flew from the creatures mouth. It growled, snarled, and swiped at Sten to no avail. It's tail came from behind and tried to impale Sten, but stopped suddenly as something grabbed hold of it. A wounded Sasha screamed in anger as she threw herself on the Hvista's sharpened appendage, holding it down as Sten continued to beat the Hvista to death. A few moments later, and the creatures head was nothing more than mash on the ground. "Thanks little Red." Sten grinned before bringing up his own knife and throwing it towards Sasha.
She paused, shock and fear as the blade came towards her, but turned as it flew by and impaled itself into the head of the other Hvista whose arm she had broken. The creature fell to the ground, dead almost instantly. She turned to Sten, giving him an approving nod.
"Aw, you love me." Sten grinned, causing another irritated tch to escape from her as she rose up. Her body shook in pain as the knife was still firmly in her shoulder. "Stay down little red, I'll give David some help." Sten said as he pulled his knife from the Hvista and rushed to help. Sten stopped as Sasha grabbed his arm, looking down at her confused. She twitched in pain before gesturing towards the airlock the creatures had boarded from. The sound of heavy footsteps gave Sten pause as he gripped his knife tightly. "Ah... Well, that's a problem."
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On the other side, David hadn't faired any better. The first Hvista was easy to take down as it charged wildly towards him. His own knife skills far outclassing the beasts. The fluid movements had seen him using the Hvista's own momentum against it, flipping it over before stabbing it in the throat. In one fluid motion he had regained his footing, slowly trying to circle Araxium. "You are indeed a warrior, David of Clan Sargent."
"It's just David. Sargent is my rank." He said, breathing heavily as hunger still weighed on him. The blue blood of the Hvista covered his weapon as well as himself.
"I must say, I am indeed impressed. Perhaps we can come to an agreement." Araxium grinned before readying his blade. "If you survive."
"If YOU survive," a growl came from down the hall. Araxium and David both looked up to see five more Hvista standing there, two of which held a wounded Sten hostage. Sasha was, however, no where to be seen.
"I killed two of them before they jumped me, ha," Sten said happily before the butt of a railgun slammed into his back, causing him to grunt and fall to his knees.
"Quiet, beast." A Hvista with near golden fur growled before returning to gaze at Araxium. "Look at the mess you've gotten us into, Hunt-Master. They gave us ample warning about these humans in the footage, and you still charged in."
"Kintsu.... I hadn't expected you to actually show up to the battle. Ha, I figured you would've stayed on the ship." Araxium chuckled.
"You got our men killed for no reason." Kintsu growled.
"They died fighting. Raval awaits them. Unlike you." Araxium spit, causing Kintsu's guards to snarl.
"Yes, yes, of course. If that's what will help you sleep at night. I'm done with this. We have one of them. We will take it back for study. There are new worlds to conquer. New worlds to enslave." Kinstu began, causing David to tense up.
Araxium, to David's surprise, roared. "We do NOT enslave warriors! Only the Servant races. Do you wish to spit on your Ancestors so readily?! Where is your respect for the Code?!"
"Damn you and damn the Code. Do you not see what this means?! A race of warriors no one has yet contacted. If we can make them ours, we would be as great as the Ancestors once were. I am tired... I am tired of this mindless raiding, we could be striking the golden worlds! Instead we are kept to the outskirts like feral animals. I am tired of it. I am tired of living as a shadow of the former Empire." Kintsu spat.
"And I'm tired of your voice." Sten spat before suddenly leaping it and striking Kintsu, breaking away from the guards holding him. Even with his bare fist, a sickening crack from the Hvista's skull as the two left eyes came practically flying out. A sudden shock came as the other guard struck Sten with a baton, causing Sten to audibly gasp before collapsing. Kintsu screamed in pain as the guards aimed their railguns at David and Araxium.
"Get down, David!" Araxium screamed before taking cover nearby. The other Hvista opened fire as they slowly began to advance.
Sten, slowly slipping in and out of consciousness, looked up at Kintsu who held his swollen face. "Sir!" Another Hivsta said as he approached Kintsu. "The Aporyions are attempting to vent the ship. We have to go!"
"Those cowards.... Grab the human, fall back! Everyone fall back!" Kintsu shouted before Sten fell into unconsciousness.
David and Araxium watched as they retreated to their ship, before Araxium looked up at the warning lights suddenly flashing red. "Those cowards!" He roared.
"What's happening?!" David snapped.
"They mean to open all the airlocks and vent the ship. They'll lose everything on board, better alternative than dealing with us." He growled before moving towards the bridge door. Kneeling by a panel, he ripped it off and began to work.
"Us?" David asked as he approached Araxium.
"Would you prefer to keep fighting in the void of space, human?" Araxium asked as he looked back to David.
David shook his head, "I'd prefer to be alive."
"As would I. Now give me a moment."
David turned at the sound of something collapsing and saw Sasha, still with the knife in her shoulder crawling forward. He quickly moved to help her up. Her breathing was shallow, and she winced as he held onto her.
The door to the bridge was flown open, and the three survivors moved in just as it sealed shut behind them. "Goddess, save us!" One of the Aporyions shouted as guns aimed for Araxium.
"If anyone pulls a trigger I'll kill each and every one of you!" David shouted, causing the crew to freeze up.
"Cancel the venting! Cancel it!" Invil shouted, followed by sighing as the emergency lights flickered off.
"I said not to fuck us over," David glared daggers at Invil.
"We had no intention of doing so. You were being overwhelmed. We figured you would've lost so we made sure to protect ourselves. If I wanted to fuck you over I would've welded the doors shut and then vented the ship." He explained before his eyes trailed over to the Hvista. "But it seems it doesn't matter, now that this demon is here."
"Demon, ha, ironic coming from an Aporyion. Oh the words I could use to describe you and your Morrowav overlords. Each one less flattering than the last." Araxium growled.
"Enough!" David shouted. "Someone help my friend here or so help me I'll start killing everyone." David snapped.
After a moment of silence, Araxium moved into action. "Lay her here on the table," he said while sweeping away equipment, scaring off the Aporyion crew members that manned it. "The blade will need to be removed, it will not be pleasant."
"You're a doctor?" David raised his brow as he laid Sasha down.
"No. I'm a survivor." Araxium chuckled as he reached into a satchel on his right flank. The Aporyions nervously watched as he produced a few medical tools fit for the field.
"Good enough." David nodded as he moved to Sasha's side. "Anything else hurt?" He asked. She shook her head and David breathed a sigh of relief. "Ok... Let's get you patched up." He tried to move to help, but stopped as Sasha grabbed his arm. She signed slowly, causing David to look back at the door. "I don't know... They took him."
Sasha slowly nodded and looked to the ceiling. Araxium held a piece of blackened wood up to her face. "Chew on this. It will help." He offered. She hesitated at first, but obeyed, biting down on it.
"What is that gonna help with?" David inquired.
"This," Araxium grabbed the knife and ripped it out, causing Sasha to suddenly thrash and slam a fist into the table. She screamed as he moved to inject some sort of foam into her wound. The pain slowly subsided and she dropped the blackened wood from her mouth. "Our medicine is not as fancy as Aporyions, but it will stop the bleeding.
"Wait a minute what will it do to her?!" David shouted as he suddenly looked to ensure she wasn't reacting to it abnormally.
"The alternative was bleeding out. Our blades are designed to rip and tear. Would that be preferred?" Araxium folded his arms as Sasha's breathing slowed.
"Next time warn me before-"
"It's fine," A soft feminine voice came from the table with a thick eastern European accent. David looked down to Sasha's hollow eyes as she gazed up at him. She turned to Araxium and nodded. "Thank you... The pain... Is leaving."
"You are welcome." Araxium nodded before turning to Invil. "Now... What to do with you." He grinned, but suddenly perked up as alarm bells began to go off.
"Captain! We're being targeted!" A crew member shouted.
"Get us out of here! Warp to the nearest system!" Invil shouted. His eyes gazed up at the viewport to see the Hvista ship firing its first salvo.
​
(More to come, Later!)

Hey!
I'm wondering how you trigger tests based on certain Kubernetes events.
Is there a best practice to do so?
I created an example with two open-source tools: https://tracetest.io/blog/event-driven-kubernetes-testing-with-testkube-and-tracetest
Just wondering if that use case is valid.
Disclaimer: I run DevRel at Tracetest, so I really value community feedback/opinions. Thanks.

FOREWARNING – This is long. Dear Reader, seriously, this is extremely long. I have no desire to waste your time. If you desire short reads, this is not for you. I would also like to point out this is an addition to “Alexa! Play Bitches Ain’t Shit by Dr. Dre.” I strongly encourage you to read it first.
Alexa; Play Bitches Ain't Shit by Dr. Dre : pettyrevenge (reddit.com)
Furthermore, there are (Shaking My Head) seventeen updates in total. They are all fairly well received. So, if you want to be totally caught-up, I strongly suggest you read them all. However, if you are like me, you will forgo my advice and simply commence with the fuckery below. Then you will likely have a metric fuck-ton of questions. Again, I would start with the, and then cruise right into the link below. Then you can come back in five days and read this.
All The Bitches Ain't Shit...In Order!!! : FuckeryUniveristy (reddit.com)
Urban Dictionary
Fuck-Around-and-Find-Out: A casual invitation or threat used by an individual that is not around of fucking someone up.
Dear Reader, I often find myself watching documentaries about North Korea. The “Hermit Kingdom” really fascinates me. I have traveled extensively in the Middle East and North Africa. North Korea was never off the table. However, it would certainly have been a Fuck- Around-and-Find-Out scenario. I have watched documentary-after-documentary and failed to realize I live next to a very similar “Hermit Kingdom.”
I thought the pettiness was over. Then my father’s sage advice reverberated inside my cranium, “Thought thought he farted but he really shit his pants.” Kelly was practicing lacrosse in the back yard and a lacrosse ball inadvertently crossed the Demilitarized Zone (DMZ) landing in Ken and Karen’s yard. Kelly, foolishly believing they have become civil, decided to knock on the door and ask for permission to retrieve his ball.
Sloppy in garage
Sloppy opens garage door
Sloppy watches Kelly venture into the Hermit Kingdom
Knock. Knock. Kock.
Kelly: Hello! My ball bounced off a chair and went into your yard. Do you mind if I go get it?
Sloppy not certain “who” Kelly is talking to
Karen: YES. I DO MIND. THE BALL IS MINE NOW! NOW GET OFF MY PROPERTY OR I WILL CALL THE COPS.
Sloppy Brain: What a fucking bitch.
Sloppy Brain: We are not going to let this act of injustice slide, are we?
Sloppy Brain: Nope! Time to play the long game.
Defeated Kelly walks back to garage
Kelly (Angry): It’s one ball dad. ONE BALL. Can we move?
Sloppy Brain (Laughing): Can we move? You skipped revenge my man!
Sloppy: Get in the truck!
Kelly: Why?
Sloppy: Thought you wanted to move?
Kelly: Wait, we are moving?
Sloppy: Yes. We are moving to Dicks Sporting Goods. It takes a lot of balls to play lacrosse the way you do, and I told COACH NAME we would donate a bucket of fifty. I also have to run to Lowes now.
Kelly (Pouty): Okay.
Sloppy: Remember last week when you realized Dick’s carries the (Lacrosse) mesh you like?
Kelly: Yeah, why?
Sloppy (Giggling): Remember when you walked in the house and screamed, “I love Dick’s.”
Kelly (Not Happy): Stop!
Sloppy: Dude…
Kelly: STOP!
Sloppy starts driving
Five minutes of unspoken silence
Sloppy selects DMX “Where The Hood At”
Song playing
Sloppy singing
Sloppy: “I show no love, to homo thugs…”
Couple seconds pass
Sloppy: I did not mean that Kelly, I was just…
Kelly (Trying NOT to laugh, but laughing): You did that on purpose, prick! I like that Dick’s carries the mesh I like. I don’t like dicks.
Sloppy: Settle down. Besides, I didn’t say “like.” I know you don’t like Dicks…you love them!
Kelly (Frustrated): Whatever. What are we getting a Lowe’s?
Sloppy: Wood!
Kelly: For…
Sloppy: You like Dick’s and I like wood.
Kelly: What are we doing with the wood?
Sloppy: I figure I will jerk-it-around in the garage and make something that displeases Ken and Karen.
Kelly: Like?
Sloppy: Loud skateboard shit.
Fast Forward – Saturday
Sloppy: Cake!
Nothing
Sloppy: CAKE!
Cake: What?
Sloppy: I made you something, and I need you to try it out. Like now!
Cake: What? Now???
Sloppy: I made you two grind-boxes for your skateboard!
Cake: (Excited) Really?
Sloppy: Yes. TWO of them!
Cake: Can I invite, NAME, NAME, and NAME over?
Sloppy: Oh, I suppose!
Dear Reader, Grind Fest 2023 started around 1300 EST. The cops arrived shortly after 1400 EST. Many of you are aware this is not my first rodeo with my neighbors. This also holds true for the local law enforcement. Two officers arrived, one for me, and the other for my wonderful neighbors.
Joe Friday: (Laughing) What are we out here for this time?
Sloppy: Hear the laughter emanating from my backyard?
Joe Friday: (Puzzled) Yeah?
Sloppy: That! They are terribly opposed to children having fun, especially on skateboards.
Joe Friday: Really?
Sloppy: Yes, but I surmise they called you complaining about “ramps.”
Joe Friday: (Laughing) Yes, it came across the radio as “unauthorized ramps.”
Sloppy: Yes! So CITY NAME has an ordinance ban on skateboard ramps…
Joe Friday: Are you serious?
Sloppy: Exactly. I built a quarter-pipe for Christmas, and they had a Codes and Compliance Officer at my house within forty-eight hours…
Joe Friday: Wow. They sound petty!
Other cop comes from Karen’s house; Pow-Wow commences.
Joe Friday: Sir, I was unaware of the city ordinance, but you clearly are. They are complaining that you are in violation again.
Sloppy: Indeed, but I don’t have a ramp.
Joe Friday: What?
Sloppy: Please, come with me!
Joe Friday 1 and Joe Friday 2 come to see the “ramp!”
Joe Friday 1 and Joe Friday 2 watch the children skateboard on not-ramp.
Sloppy returns to DMZ
Sloppy: Are you really that wretched?
Karen: Excuse me?
Sloppy: They’re kids. They’re doing what kids do, playing outside and having fun!
Karen: (Smirk) They’re loud, obnoxious, and playing on ramps.
Cops are returning
Sloppy: Did you fail third grade math?
Karen: Excuse me…
Sloppy: DID. YOU. FAIL. THIRD. GRADE. MATH???
Joe Friday 2: Let’s try to keep it civil folks!
Sloppy: Sure! So, I assume the children are free to resume?
Joe Friday 1: Yup. Nothing to see here.
Karen: EXCUSE ME? AFTER THE RAMP IS GONE, RIGHT!?!
Sloppy: See clearly you failed the “Shapes” portion of schooling! It’s not a ramp, it’s a box…
Karen: IT’S NOT A BOX…
Sloppy: You’re right! It’s more of a rectangle…definitely a parallelogram of sorts…
Joe Friday 1 “Laugh-Coughs”
Joe Friday 2: He’s correct ma’am. It’s not a ramp. They are two boxes…
Sloppy: Rectangles
Joe Friday: (Looking at the Slop) Sir, we don’t need to make this an issue. (Back to Karen) They are “rectangles,” not ramps.
Karen: But they’re loud…
Sloppy: Fuck yeah they are!
Joe Friday 1 “Laugh-Coughs” again
Joe Friday 2: Yes! They’re loud, but no louder than a lawnmower or weed eater.
Karen: (Toward Sloppy) YOU! YOU DID THIS ON PURPOSE.
Joe Friday 2: I seriously doubt…
Sloppy: Oh, I did!
Joe Friday 2: Sir, you are not helping…
Sloppy: I apologize. You’re correct. I will try to be more helpful!
Joe Friday 2: (The “Finally” Look) Thank you. So, as I stated, they are not violating anything. Let’s just try to be civil and go about our days.
Karen screams, “THIS IS RIDICULOUS” and storms into the house!
Joe Friday 2: Wow! (Looks to Sloppy) Are they always like this?
Sloppy: Always. Hey, in the spirit of being helpful, I would like to inform you that grey car (Ken Jr) registration is expired.
Joe Friday 2: (Laughing) Thank you for being helpful!
Joe Friday 2 looks at tags
Dear Reader, Joe Friday 2 returned to the car and began flipping through a notebook of sorts. I was fairly certain it was the ticketing notebook. There was only one way to be positive though; wait and heckle if correct. I waited about ten minutes before Joe Friday 2 exited his cruiser and returned to North Korea. There was a minor dilemma though. I could not hear or see anything from my garage, and going their property was out of the question.
Sloppy walks out in the middle of the street
Joe Friday 2 is explaining “something”
Sloppy is waving in the middle of the street
Joe Friday turns to leave
Sees Sloppy
Shakes head, laughs (A LOT)
Ken Jr: You’re a real fucking asshole!
Sloppy: Woah! Me?!? I am just trying to find common ground here!
Karen: COMMON GROUND?
Sloppy: Yeah. “Compliance!” You were kind enough to ensure my boxes were in compliance, and I simply want to return the favor.
Window rolls down
Joe Friday 2: Sir, like I stated, your car will have to be moved to the driveway until it is registered and undergoes the state emissions test.
Ken Jr: Yes Officer.
Cops leave quickly!
Sloppy is still in the street!
Sloppy: Hey Ken, you’ll need to move one of your cars so Junior can fit in the driveway.
Historic moment incoming!
Ken: Oh, you can go FUCK YOURSELF!
Dear Reader, I was perplexed. Captain Jesus unmounted his high-horse and cussed me out. This cold war has been roaring for the last three years, but I had never witnessed Ken cuss. It seems I had struck a chord.
Sloppy: Ken! Really? I have a neighborhood of young impressionable kids making all kinds of noise in my backyard, and you have the audacity to start dropping the F-Bomb? Wow!
Ken: (Nearing a Mental Break) YEAH. YOU. CAN. GO. FUCK. YOURSELF!!!
Karen: WE CAN’T EVEN SIT ON OUR BACK DECK AND ENJOY THE WEATHER BECAUSE YOU’RE KIDS ARE TOO LOUD
Meanwhile…
Ken Jr drives car down to cul-de-sac to turn around
Sloppy jumps in 4Runner and occupies Ken Jr’s old spot!
Ken: (Irate) WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
Sloppy: Trying to be neighborly. I will have the boys skateboard in my driveway so you can enjoy the backyard!
Karen: You think you’re cute? We will just park in front of your house.
Ken: Yeah, I will just park in front of your house.
Sloppy: Fine by me. I don’t have cameras out front though. It’s going to be hard to see who dings it up with lacrosse balls.
Ken Jr returns and parks in driveway
Ken Jr: Why the hell are you parked in front of my house?
Sloppy: Junior, Junior, Junior, we’ve had this conversation before. YOU don’t have a house. You’re parents do. You’re 50 year old stay-at-home son. Remember???
Ken Jr: (Pointing) That’s my spot.
Sloppy: Adults are talking!
Lots of yelling starts…
Sloppy returns to house
Sloppy close garage door
I win! I won! Ken, Karen, and Junior knew Sloppy won the battle. They retreated into their house and began licking their wounds. Okay, how many of you honestly believe that occurred? Karen certainly retreated into her house, but she is not capable of accepting defeat. Karen opted to play with fire. She opted to use the tactic that started this entire war.
Door to garage opens
Cake: She’s recording us again Dad!
Sloppy opens garage door
Karen: Oh. Look. Another person to record.
Sloppy: (Not Impressed) I thought we had this conversation before!
Karen: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Sloppy: Okay. Well, I will hit the wavetops for you. You record my children…
Karen: Which is legal!
Sloppy: Yes. I know! “There is no expectation of privacy in public.” However, it’s morally corrupt for a 70 year old lady to heckle and videotape children. I suppose you can record me cutting your tree next!?!
Karen: (Nervous) What?
Sloppy: Yeah, I’ve had enough of your shit. I will probably get a couple feet of your juniper tree trimmed before the Ken’s get a tow strap. Remember, everything that overhangs my property is free game!
The Fuck-Around-and-Find-Out had startled Karen. There was genuine fear in her eyes, and the ensuing panic was comical. Two hundred pounds of human Jell-O attempted to run for the door. Her extremities were moving vigorously, but her body refused to move. It was “mall walk” at best.
Karen: KEN. KEN. KEN.
I made it to the backyard with what felt like an infinity to spare. Karen ran through the house and poked out the back door. Ken and Junior ran to the back yard knowing they had failed. It was a Mexican standoff. Seriously, it was a comical standoff. I had the clippers in the “ready to eat” position as I exclaimed…
Sloppy: DON’T MOVE OR I WILL CUT IT!
Then tension was palpable. I have no issue with the ongoing war, but I draw issue when Karen records children. I vividly remember this exact predicament years prior. Don’t record crib midgets or mini humans and I won’t cut your tree.
Karen: I STOPPED RECORDING!
Sloppy: Yes, but you recorded. I said that was the “red line.” That is the ONE THING you DON’T DO.
Karen: I STOPPED!
Sloppy: Ken, how much do you think is fair?
Ken: (Puzzled) What?
Sloppy: Oh, this will not go unpunished. HOW. MUCH. Do you think is fair?
Karen: RUN!
Writing “Hysterical Laughter” does not justify how hard I was laughing. I literally could not see through the joyful tears that were streaming down my face. I apologize for being a killjoy, but I did not cut the tree.
Dear Reader: What? Sloppy? Are you serious?
Sloppy: Yes!
Dear Reader: Why?
It’s no secret, but I live in a very large Home Owners Association (HOA). It is also no secret that I am “in” with one of the highest-ranking Board Members. Sue, Board Member, frequently reaches out for her dose of comedy. She is fully aware of the ongoing feud, and she has grown to despise them as much as I do. Sue quickly became sick of the baseless accusations. However, Sue is not capable of retaliation. For the most part…
Last week was my neighborhoods “Spring Assessment.” The HOA essentially audits to the houses for appearance, and to ensure everyone is following the archaic rules established by the HOA. You either get a post card thanking you for keeping everything neat and tidy, or you get a Nasty-Gram stating you have thirty-days to fix your deficiencies.
Sue was kind enough to inform me about the drive-by inspections days prior. I am sure it comes as no surprise, but using a neon green tow strap to tether a juniper tree to a back porch is not kosher. Sue was kind enough to tell me they have thirty-days to rectify their deficiency.
TODAY 11:39 EST
HOA Truck drives through neighborhood
Sloppy is woodworking with garage door open
Sue stops by
Sue: Howdy!
Sloppy: Hey!
Sue: (Laughing) They wrote a rebuttal letter.
Sloppy: (Puzzled) They?
Pause
Sloppy: Oh. “They!” About what?
Sue: It may come as a surprise, but you cannot tow strap trees to the porch.
Sloppy: You don’t say!?!
Sue: (Laughing Harder) They said they are being “held hostage” and “fear our tree will be cut.”
Sloppy: Fucking FINALLY!
Sue: Finally what?
Sloppy: They are finally being honest about something.
Sue: Are you going to cut the tree?
Sloppy: The juniper? No, but they don’t know that.
Sue: They have three weeks to figure it out.
Sloppy: Thus the reason they have been kind lately.
Sue: So, what are you going to do?
Sloppy: Give them every indication I fully intend on cutting the tree.
Dear Reader, they have three weeks. They have three weeks to gravel and beg me to not chop their precious juniper tree down. Honestly, I have two trees hostage right now, and I do not plan on losing my leverage unless I find another ace. I am sure they will revert to playing nice in hopes I will forget, but I will take every single opportunity to drive the screws to them. I am not going to cut the tree, but that does not mean I won’t try to break them.
Cheers FUckers!

FOREWARNING – This is long. Dear Reader, seriously, this is extremely long. I have no desire to waste your time. If you desire short reads, this is not for you. I would also like to point out this is an addition to “Alexa! Play Bitches Ain’t Shit by Dr. Dre.” I strongly encourage you to read it first.
Alexa; Play Bitches Ain't Shit by Dr. Dre : pettyrevenge (reddit.com)
Furthermore, there are (Shaking My Head) seventeen updates in total. They are all fairly well received. So, if you want to be totally caught-up, I strongly suggest you read them all. However, if you are like me, you will forgo my advice and simply commence with the fuckery below. Then you will likely have a metric fuck-ton of questions. Again, I would start with the, and then cruise right into the link below. Then you can come back in five days and read this.
All The Bitches Ain't Shit...In Order!!! : FuckeryUniveristy (reddit.com)
Urban Dictionary
Fuck-Around-and-Find-Out: A casual invitation or threat used by an individual that is not around of fucking someone up.
Dear Reader, I often find myself watching documentaries about North Korea. The “Hermit Kingdom” really fascinates me. I have traveled extensively in the Middle East and North Africa. North Korea was never off the table. However, it would certainly have been a Fuck- Around-and-Find-Out scenario. I have watched documentary-after-documentary and failed to realize I live next to a very similar “Hermit Kingdom.”
I thought the pettiness was over. Then my father’s sage advice reverberated inside my cranium, “Thought thought he farted but he really shit his pants.” Kelly was practicing lacrosse in the back yard and a lacrosse ball inadvertently crossed the Demilitarized Zone (DMZ) landing in Ken and Karen’s yard. Kelly, foolishly believing they have become civil, decided to knock on the door and ask for permission to retrieve his ball.
Sloppy in garage
Sloppy opens garage door
Sloppy watches Kelly venture into the Hermit Kingdom
Knock. Knock. Kock.
Kelly: Hello! My ball bounced off a chair and went into your yard. Do you mind if I go get it?
Sloppy not certain “who” Kelly is talking to
Karen: YES. I DO MIND. THE BALL IS MINE NOW! NOW GET OFF MY PROPERTY OR I WILL CALL THE COPS.
Sloppy Brain: What a fucking bitch.
Sloppy Brain: We are not going to let this act of injustice slide, are we?
Sloppy Brain: Nope! Time to play the long game.
Defeated Kelly walks back to garage
Kelly (Angry): It’s one ball dad. ONE BALL. Can we move?
Sloppy Brain (Laughing): Can we move? You skipped revenge my man!
Sloppy: Get in the truck!
Kelly: Why?
Sloppy: Thought you wanted to move?
Kelly: Wait, we are moving?
Sloppy: Yes. We are moving to Dicks Sporting Goods. It takes a lot of balls to play lacrosse the way you do, and I told COACH NAME we would donate a bucket of fifty. I also have to run to Lowes now.
Kelly (Pouty): Okay.
Sloppy: Remember last week when you realized Dick’s carries the (Lacrosse) mesh you like?
Kelly: Yeah, why?
Sloppy (Giggling): Remember when you walked in the house and screamed, “I love Dick’s.”
Kelly (Not Happy): Stop!
Sloppy: Dude…
Kelly: STOP!
Sloppy starts driving
Five minutes of unspoken silence
Sloppy selects DMX “Where The Hood At”
Song playing
Sloppy singing
Sloppy: “I show no love, to homo thugs…”
Couple seconds pass
Sloppy: I did not mean that Kelly, I was just…
Kelly (Trying NOT to laugh, but laughing): You did that on purpose, prick! I like that Dick’s carries the mesh I like. I don’t like dicks.
Sloppy: Settle down. Besides, I didn’t say “like.” I know you don’t like Dicks…you love them!
Kelly (Frustrated): Whatever. What are we getting a Lowe’s?
Sloppy: Wood!
Kelly: For…
Sloppy: You like Dick’s and I like wood.
Kelly: What are we doing with the wood?
Sloppy: I figure I will jerk-it-around in the garage and make something that displeases Ken and Karen.
Kelly: Like?
Sloppy: Loud skateboard shit.
Fast Forward – Saturday
Sloppy: Cake!
Nothing
Sloppy: CAKE!
Cake: What?
Sloppy: I made you something, and I need you to try it out. Like now!
Cake: What? Now???
Sloppy: I made you two grind-boxes for your skateboard!
Cake: (Excited) Really?
Sloppy: Yes. TWO of them!
Cake: Can I invite, NAME, NAME, and NAME over?
Sloppy: Oh, I suppose!
Dear Reader, Grind Fest 2023 started around 1300 EST. The cops arrived shortly after 1400 EST. Many of you are aware this is not my first rodeo with my neighbors. This also holds true for the local law enforcement. Two officers arrived, one for me, and the other for my wonderful neighbors.
Joe Friday: (Laughing) What are we out here for this time?
Sloppy: Hear the laughter emanating from my backyard?
Joe Friday: (Puzzled) Yeah?
Sloppy: That! They are terribly opposed to children having fun, especially on skateboards.
Joe Friday: Really?
Sloppy: Yes, but I surmise they called you complaining about “ramps.”
Joe Friday: (Laughing) Yes, it came across the radio as “unauthorized ramps.”
Sloppy: Yes! So CITY NAME has an ordinance ban on skateboard ramps…
Joe Friday: Are you serious?
Sloppy: Exactly. I built a quarter-pipe for Christmas, and they had a Codes and Compliance Officer at my house within forty-eight hours…
Joe Friday: Wow. They sound petty!
Other cop comes from Karen’s house; Pow-Wow commences.
Joe Friday: Sir, I was unaware of the city ordinance, but you clearly are. They are complaining that you are in violation again.
Sloppy: Indeed, but I don’t have a ramp.
Joe Friday: What?
Sloppy: Please, come with me!
Joe Friday 1 and Joe Friday 2 come to see the “ramp!”
Joe Friday 1 and Joe Friday 2 watch the children skateboard on not-ramp.
Sloppy returns to DMZ
Sloppy: Are you really that wretched?
Karen: Excuse me?
Sloppy: They’re kids. They’re doing what kids do, playing outside and having fun!
Karen: (Smirk) They’re loud, obnoxious, and playing on ramps.
Cops are returning
Sloppy: Did you fail third grade math?
Karen: Excuse me…
Sloppy: DID. YOU. FAIL. THIRD. GRADE. MATH???
Joe Friday 2: Let’s try to keep it civil folks!
Sloppy: Sure! So, I assume the children are free to resume?
Joe Friday 1: Yup. Nothing to see here.
Karen: EXCUSE ME? AFTER THE RAMP IS GONE, RIGHT!?!
Sloppy: See clearly you failed the “Shapes” portion of schooling! It’s not a ramp, it’s a box…
Karen: IT’S NOT A BOX…
Sloppy: You’re right! It’s more of a rectangle…definitely a parallelogram of sorts…
Joe Friday 1 “Laugh-Coughs”
Joe Friday 2: He’s correct ma’am. It’s not a ramp. They are two boxes…
Sloppy: Rectangles
Joe Friday: (Looking at the Slop) Sir, we don’t need to make this an issue. (Back to Karen) They are “rectangles,” not ramps.
Karen: But they’re loud…
Sloppy: Fuck yeah they are!
Joe Friday 1 “Laugh-Coughs” again
Joe Friday 2: Yes! They’re loud, but no louder than a lawnmower or weed eater.
Karen: (Toward Sloppy) YOU! YOU DID THIS ON PURPOSE.
Joe Friday 2: I seriously doubt…
Sloppy: Oh, I did!
Joe Friday 2: Sir, you are not helping…
Sloppy: I apologize. You’re correct. I will try to be more helpful!
Joe Friday 2: (The “Finally” Look) Thank you. So, as I stated, they are not violating anything. Let’s just try to be civil and go about our days.
Karen screams, “THIS IS RIDICULOUS” and storms into the house!
Joe Friday 2: Wow! (Looks to Sloppy) Are they always like this?
Sloppy: Always. Hey, in the spirit of being helpful, I would like to inform you that grey car (Ken Jr) registration is expired.
Joe Friday 2: (Laughing) Thank you for being helpful!
Joe Friday 2 looks at tags
Dear Reader, Joe Friday 2 returned to the car and began flipping through a notebook of sorts. I was fairly certain it was the ticketing notebook. There was only one way to be positive though; wait and heckle if correct. I waited about ten minutes before Joe Friday 2 exited his cruiser and returned to North Korea. There was a minor dilemma though. I could not hear or see anything from my garage, and going their property was out of the question.
Sloppy walks out in the middle of the street
Joe Friday 2 is explaining “something”
Sloppy is waving in the middle of the street
Joe Friday turns to leave
Sees Sloppy
Shakes head, laughs (A LOT)
Ken Jr: You’re a real fucking asshole!
Sloppy: Woah! Me?!? I am just trying to find common ground here!
Karen: COMMON GROUND?
Sloppy: Yeah. “Compliance!” You were kind enough to ensure my boxes were in compliance, and I simply want to return the favor.
Window rolls down
Joe Friday 2: Sir, like I stated, your car will have to be moved to the driveway until it is registered and undergoes the state emissions test.
Ken Jr: Yes Officer.
Cops leave quickly!
Sloppy is still in the street!
Sloppy: Hey Ken, you’ll need to move one of your cars so Junior can fit in the driveway.
Historic moment incoming!
Ken: Oh, you can go FUCK YOURSELF!
Dear Reader, I was perplexed. Captain Jesus unmounted his high-horse and cussed me out. This cold war has been roaring for the last three years, but I had never witnessed Ken cuss. It seems I had struck a chord.
Sloppy: Ken! Really? I have a neighborhood of young impressionable kids making all kinds of noise in my backyard, and you have the audacity to start dropping the F-Bomb? Wow!
Ken: (Nearing a Mental Break) YEAH. YOU. CAN. GO. FUCK. YOURSELF!!!
Karen: WE CAN’T EVEN SIT ON OUR BACK DECK AND ENJOY THE WEATHER BECAUSE YOU’RE KIDS ARE TOO LOUD
Meanwhile…
Ken Jr drives car down to cul-de-sac to turn around
Sloppy jumps in 4Runner and occupies Ken Jr’s old spot!
Ken: (Irate) WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
Sloppy: Trying to be neighborly. I will have the boys skateboard in my driveway so you can enjoy the backyard!
Karen: You think you’re cute? We will just park in front of your house.
Ken: Yeah, I will just park in front of your house.
Sloppy: Fine by me. I don’t have cameras out front though. It’s going to be hard to see who dings it up with lacrosse balls.
Ken Jr returns and parks in driveway
Ken Jr: Why the hell are you parked in front of my house?
Sloppy: Junior, Junior, Junior, we’ve had this conversation before. YOU don’t have a house. You’re parents do. You’re 50 year old stay-at-home son. Remember???
Ken Jr: (Pointing) That’s my spot.
Sloppy: Adults are talking!
Lots of yelling starts…
Sloppy returns to house
Sloppy close garage door
I win! I won! Ken, Karen, and Junior knew Sloppy won the battle. They retreated into their house and began licking their wounds. Okay, how many of you honestly believe that occurred? Karen certainly retreated into her house, but she is not capable of accepting defeat. Karen opted to play with fire. She opted to use the tactic that started this entire war.
Door to garage opens
Cake: She’s recording us again Dad!
Sloppy opens garage door
Karen: Oh. Look. Another person to record.
Sloppy: (Not Impressed) I thought we had this conversation before!
Karen: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Sloppy: Okay. Well, I will hit the wavetops for you. You record my children…
Karen: Which is legal!
Sloppy: Yes. I know! “There is no expectation of privacy in public.” However, it’s morally corrupt for a 70 year old lady to heckle and videotape children. I suppose you can record me cutting your tree next!?!
Karen: (Nervous) What?
Sloppy: Yeah, I’ve had enough of your shit. I will probably get a couple feet of your juniper tree trimmed before the Ken’s get a tow strap. Remember, everything that overhangs my property is free game!
The Fuck-Around-and-Find-Out had startled Karen. There was genuine fear in her eyes, and the ensuing panic was comical. Two hundred pounds of human Jell-O attempted to run for the door. Her extremities were moving vigorously, but her body refused to move. It was “mall walk” at best.
Karen: KEN. KEN. KEN.
I made it to the backyard with what felt like an infinity to spare. Karen ran through the house and poked out the back door. Ken and Junior ran to the back yard knowing they had failed. It was a Mexican standoff. Seriously, it was a comical standoff. I had the clippers in the “ready to eat” position as I exclaimed…
Sloppy: DON’T MOVE OR I WILL CUT IT!
Then tension was palpable. I have no issue with the ongoing war, but I draw issue when Karen records children. I vividly remember this exact predicament years prior. Don’t record crib midgets or mini humans and I won’t cut your tree.
Karen: I STOPPED RECORDING!
Sloppy: Yes, but you recorded. I said that was the “red line.” That is the ONE THING you DON’T DO.
Karen: I STOPPED!
Sloppy: Ken, how much do you think is fair?
Ken: (Puzzled) What?
Sloppy: Oh, this will not go unpunished. HOW. MUCH. Do you think is fair?
Karen: RUN!
Writing “Hysterical Laughter” does not justify how hard I was laughing. I literally could not see through the joyful tears that were streaming down my face. I apologize for being a killjoy, but I did not cut the tree.
Dear Reader: What? Sloppy? Are you serious?
Sloppy: Yes!
Dear Reader: Why?
It’s no secret, but I live in a very large Home Owners Association (HOA). It is also no secret that I am “in” with one of the highest-ranking Board Members. Sue, Board Member, frequently reaches out for her dose of comedy. She is fully aware of the ongoing feud, and she has grown to despise them as much as I do. Sue quickly became sick of the baseless accusations. However, Sue is not capable of retaliation. For the most part…
Last week was my neighborhoods “Spring Assessment.” The HOA essentially audits to the houses for appearance, and to ensure everyone is following the archaic rules established by the HOA. You either get a post card thanking you for keeping everything neat and tidy, or you get a Nasty-Gram stating you have thirty-days to fix your deficiencies.
Sue was kind enough to inform me about the drive-by inspections days prior. I am sure it comes as no surprise, but using a neon green tow strap to tether a juniper tree to a back porch is not kosher. Sue was kind enough to tell me they have thirty-days to rectify their deficiency.
TODAY 11:39 EST
HOA Truck drives through neighborhood
Sloppy is woodworking with garage door open
Sue stops by
Sue: Howdy!
Sloppy: Hey!
Sue: (Laughing) They wrote a rebuttal letter.
Sloppy: (Puzzled) They?
Pause
Sloppy: Oh. “They!” About what?
Sue: It may come as a surprise, but you cannot tow strap trees to the porch.
Sloppy: You don’t say!?!
Sue: (Laughing Harder) They said they are being “held hostage” and “fear our tree will be cut.”
Sloppy: Fucking FINALLY!
Sue: Finally what?
Sloppy: They are finally being honest about something.
Sue: Are you going to cut the tree?
Sloppy: The juniper? No, but they don’t know that.
Sue: They have three weeks to figure it out.
Sloppy: Thus the reason they have been kind lately.
Sue: So, what are you going to do?
Sloppy: Give them every indication I fully intend on cutting the tree.
Dear Reader, they have three weeks. They have three weeks to gravel and beg me to not chop their precious juniper tree down. Honestly, I have two trees hostage right now, and I do not plan on losing my leverage unless I find another ace. I am sure they will revert to playing nice in hopes I will forget, but I will take every single opportunity to drive the screws to them. I am not going to cut the tree, but that does not mean I won’t try to break them.
Cheers FUckers!

Previous Posts:
Lucina <- Recommend reading at least the first bit for the context of this analysis if you haven't already.
Lyn
Ike
Byleth

The Holy Knight

Potential Available Emblems: Lucina, Lyn, Ike, Corrin, Byleth, Eirika, Leif
Potential completed paralogues: Lucina, Lyn, Ike, Byleth
Referenced Map: FE4 Chapter 10(Miletos to Chalphy section)
Recommended Level: Advanced Class Level 5
Thematically speaking, I'm mixed on calling back Chapter 10 of FE4 for Sigurd. On one hand, this is the map where Seliph, Sigurd's son, finally makes his journey back to Chalphy(his home region) to reclaim his father's Divine Sword Tryfing and defeat Arvis the man responsible for the Belhalla tragedy that occurred after Chapter 5 which ultimately claimed Sigurd's life. On the other hand, Sigurd is dead during this part of the game, so it feels a bit odd to feature a map in which he's not the main character.
A callback to FE4 would be inherently interesting due to the huge maps being a part of the identity of the game. As I understand it, the huge maps are usually used to represent months/years of warfare that the player moves through to experience the game's overall story. Engage's developers probably recognized that putting a full FE4 map in Engage would be woefully impossible from both a technical and storytelling perspective, so they opted to only include the upper left quarter of Chapter 10 as that is the final sprint from Miletos to Chalphy. The Miletos section features a sprawling forest with Archers, Warriors, Heroes and Dark Bishops wielding Sleep Staves as the enemies pull out all the stops to attempt to stop Seliph from reaching Chalphy. Ishtar and Julius make appearances as moving bosses in this section of the map and can be tricky for inexperienced players to deal with. Both will leave if one or the other is defeated, or they kill a player unit. However, Julius is not really intended to be defeated due to a mix of his insane stats, increased movement due to the Leg Ring, and the damage halving effect of his Loptous tome while Ishtar can be risky to attack due to the high crit nature of her Mjolnir Tome. If sacrificing a unit to satiate Julius's bloodlust isn't on your to-do list, then Ishtar is the easier of the two to defeat, particularly since she will drop a Renewal Band on defeat. On seizing Miletos, the bridge to Chalphy will lower and Palmark will make his appearance in the upper right section of Chalphy, attempting to reunite Seliph with Tyrfing which Seliph will use to defeat Arvis once and for all.
For what it's worth, Engage's reimagining of this section of the map is pretty faithful with some minor tweaks. The Sages and High Priests wield Freeze staves which are Engage's closest equivalent to a Sleep staff. Ishtar and Julius make an appearance as a pair of powerful Sages located in the lower left corner of the map. The Ishtar Sage is powerful, but manageable, and wields a Thoron tome doing it's best Mjolnir impression. The Julius Sage on the other hand is level capped and has mostly capped stats to represent the original Julius's raw power complemented by the Bolganone tome he wields. Although the pair is not aggressive, they will not leave if one or the other is defeated meaning that you must defeat both at the same time if you choose to engage them. However, they also are technically ignorable since they're a bit out of the way, making them an optional challenge for players who either want to make some extra gold or simply want to test their skills.
The Miletos section of the map is where I find most of the challenge to be, since the forest is generally designed to favor the enemies which can make it difficult to approach, especially with the awkward player starting positions. There's even a High Priest towards the bottom of the map with a Fracture staff, making enemy phasing that much more difficult. This is the first map where I really took advantage of an Emblem Paralogue reward, that being Ike's Ragnell. Although Ragnell isn't strong enough to ORKO the Snipers and Heroes, it's +5 Def boost makes you much more resilient to them while being strong enough for a fast unit to ORKO the Sages. In my experience, if a Sage is able to attack your unit, it will prefer to do that rather than use it's Freeze staff making aggressive play generally preferred if you don't want to be spending turns using a Restore staff to let your units move again. The fort boss wields a Meteor and Bolganone Tome, giving him a wide pressure area so you must be careful when approaching closer. However you can easily take advantage of the fact that he has a Meteor tome, by baiting him to attack with it on one turn and then rushing in with melee weapons on a future turn now that he can't counter you. For their part, "Ishtar" and "Julius" are definitely challenging but not undefeatable. The duo has a total of 7 lives between them("Julius" having 3 revival Gems, while "Ishtar" has 2) so I'd recommend clearing out all the non-boss enemies first before fighting them. Baiting them closer can be scary given their overlapping ranges, but Chain Guards and Lucina's Bonded Shield will keep you safe. If you stand at the edge of their ranges, they'll always move in such a way where they end up adjacent to each other, making them an easy target for Corrin's Torrential Roar. "Julius" is extremely powerful, but won't be able to OHKO most units after being debuffed by Corrin and unlike the original, has no damage halving effects on him. At that point, it's just a matter of managing your action economy to safely take them down. The bridge won't lower until you actually defeat the fort boss, so you can take as much time as you need to set up properly.
After defeating the fort boss, you are given one turn before the bridge lowers and you gain access to Sigurd. Once the bridge is lowered, an enormous army of reinforcements will spawn reminiscent to the events of the original map. With Sigurd becoming aggressive and a horde of Meteor holding Sages following behind him, the second section of the map looks to be a grueling encounter. There's just one issue, which ends up being the major flaw of the map. Sigurd's 14 movement vastly outpaces that of his reinforcements and Sigurd really likes using Overdrive. In my experience if you line up 3 units in a row, he will always use Overdrive. If you're able to do that, you can position your units in such a way that easily blocks Sigurds attempts to Canter away afterwards, leaving him alone in enemy territory with his reinforcements at least a turn or two distance away. Much like using Sigurd as an Emblem Ring he is fantastic on offense, but weak on defense. Sigurd has no 2 range weapons and his only reprieve against magic is the +5 res boost he gets from Tyrfing. Sigurd's decent stats would've let him survive against a horde of enemies in FE4, but not an army supercharged by his fellow Emblems. Using this relatively easy to execute strategy, Sigurd debatably becomes the easiest Emblem boss to actually defeat. You're given complete control on when you want to fight him, he's got no answer to ranged weaponry, and there are plenty of Emblem Energy spaces around the map to recharge yourself even if you used a ton of them fighting "Ishtar" and "Julius". On one hand, rushing into a fight with little regard for his well-being is oddly in character for Sigurd. On the other hand, that doesn't make for a particularly interesting boss battle and makes the entire second section of the map practically irrelevant. What makes this even worse is that there aren't even enemies in "Chalphy" that drop gold rewards so the only reason to even set foot there is to get the secret Goddess Icon, located in the same location where Palmark waits for Seliph's rescue. Even then.......it's a Goddess Icon, the weakest stat booster. Even further than that, if you absolutely want the hidden Goddess Icon you can just send a flier over the water to grab it. It should also be noted that there is no hint or indicator that the Goddess Icon is even there, making it easily missable unless you're the kind of person who found all of FE4's Secret events without a guide like a madman.
One of the things I haven't really talked about, since it hasn't really come up until now, is how an Emblem paralogue is designed knowing that you don't have access to a particular Emblem. In Lyn's paralogue, you really wish you could have access to Astra Storm for long range snipes to help deal with the large size of the map. In Ike's paralogue, you really wish you could have access to his damage reduction abilities and Great Aether due to the narrow nature of the map. However, I don't really feel like Sigurd's abilities would've greatly benefitted me in this paralogue. Don't get me wrong Sigurd is always impactful, but I don't feel like he would've made my life that much easier if he were around. The first half of the map is genuinely interesting to try and find a way through with "Ishtar" and "Julius" providing a cool optional challenge. However, the second half of the map can pretty much be entirely ignored for minimal loss.
The toughest part is that I'm not entirely sure what you could reasonably change to fix this glaring issue. Not making Sigurd move is one option, to mimic the stationary castle bosses in FE4, but feels hilariously thematically wrong because the entire point of his Emblem Ring is to boost and benefit from movement which would render half his abilities useless. Making Sigurd lower the bridge himself after some time could make things more interesting, but breaks the storytelling that the original map was going for. You could try and pick a different map, perhaps from Gen 1 instead, but it's tough to capture the overall feel of a FE4 map with only a single section of it. It's admittedly been quite a long while since I last played FE4 though, so if any fans have alternate ideas for a map, I'd love to hear them. The best compromise I can think of is that Sigurd stays stationary for a few turns after the bridge is lowered giving some time for his reinforcement squad to advance on you, only to then eventually burst his way forward to join the fray.
Overall, I'm just kinda mid with Sigurd's paralogue. It's not my least favorite paralogue by a long shot, but I just don't like how it starts strong and can end rather weak. It's a well done callback given the limitations presented by FE4's huge maps, I just wish the "Chalphy" portion of the map was more relevant considering that that is where Seliph's "revenge" arc comes to a nice conclusion.
Next Up: Corrin's Paralogue, The Crux of Fate

I've heard many people say that it's possible to get any knife to shave using only a single coarse whetstone, and that learning to do so is a good way to make sure your technique is solid. I'm currently at a point where I can get a good shaving edge on a Takamura R2 on a 3k stone, but I can't get there with a 1k stone alone. (I haven't quite managed to get the Takamura to be as sharp as it was out of the box, but I'm getting there!) I also can't get close to that level of sharpness on a Victorinox Fibrox or other Western knives made of softer steel, even if I use my 3k stone.
I realize it may be hard to tell what I'm doing wrong without seeing me sharpen, but does the above tell you anything?
In a bit more detail, I start by raising a burr on both sides using either a Shapton 1k or a Naniwa Pro 800 (my '1k stones' - I got both out of curiosity). Then I deburr on the same stone, first using sharpening strokes with light and gradually decreasing pressure, and then finishing off with some light edge leading strokes. At this point I typically can't shave or cut paper towels well, but if I then switch to the 3k stone and repeat the same deburring process until the blade feels and sounds smooth on the stone (there's a very noticeable progression in the feel and sound on the 3k stone), I can shave or cut paper towels fairly well with the Takamura, but not with softer steels.
Apart from testing the edge at the end and feeling for a burr, is there anything I can do to figure out how the deburring is going? Maybe something like the feedback I've picked up on on the 3k stone but more subtle (because obviously I'm not noticing it yet)?
In case it matters, currently I'm flipping the knife so that it's always in my dominant hand, but originally I switched hands when switching sides. The symmetry was appealing and I still think it's easier to get the same angle on both sides with switching (it's hard even to see what the angle is when the spine is facing away from me) but in practice I do seem to get sharper edges when I keep the knife in my dominant hand.

I suspect that many of us, myself included, have been on the "more is better" use of red lights without taking in account the research that supports the use of red lights. For more than a year on an irregular basis, I've turned on to full blast the 630nm and 820nm lamps my devices provided and then laid on my side with my back to them for 20-30 minutes and no regards for the distance and what amount of red light I was receiving. Just idiotic and naive of me.
As an initial better understanding and having searched the forum for terms like biphasic and Arndt-Shulz I believe I am not the only blaster here. Here's what I think is important to using these devices to the highest benefit.

1. Have a device that does no harm. It's documented and 3rd party tested or independently reviewed to have the right wavelength(s) of light, the rated power, and little to no EMR and sufficient power to accomplish in a reasonable amount of time the irradiance cited in the studies being used to generate the same benefit.
2. Find the sweet spot for exposure that keeps one on the left side of the Arndt-Shulz curve from more recent human in-vivo studies that have a control group as the highest weighted evidence. It is imperative that users avoid being overexposed and receiving a biphasic dose as the right side is very steep.
3. Consider strategies like using a dental x-ray blanket or other materials to target areas while leaving others unaffected. An example might be using red light for kidneys may need more time and power than using for the heart. In such an application, you'd want to alternatively shield areas of your body to get the effect needed.
4. There isn't a one size fits all level, duration, frequency, etc for use of red light. Just look at the variation cited in this article and in the PBM database. https://gembared.com/blogs/musings/the-skinny-on-intensity-effective-intensity-versus-high-intensity

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"Infrared and Skin: Friend or Foe" the author offers that lower irradiance <50 mW/cm^2 is less likely to induce detrimental effects. (1)
Irradiance from 5 to 50 mW/cm^2 is generally used for stimulation and healing, while higher irradiances can be more for nerve inhibition and pain relief. (7)
A dose of 3 J/cm2 was significantly more effective when delivered at 5mW/cm^2 than 50mW/cm2. It performed the same as 30 J/cm2 delivered by 50mW/cm^2. Indicating that the duration of treatment also plays a role. (2)
When treatments are administered too closely together, the cumulative dose can reach an inhibitory range. (6) This could even mean that in the first days of treatment could have a beneficial effect and then cross over into a biphasic region. (7)
A 12-week study, understanding that the effects of PBM in muscle tissue lasts up to 48 hours, chose to use a low intensity of 8.1 mW/cm^2 for 15 seconds per treatment, 3 times a week. They cautiously designed a low dose to avoid the cumulative biphasic dose. And they were right, this course of treatment improved overall muscle fitness versus the placebo! (9)
The application of 5 J/cm2 with 4 mW/cm^2 had a significant effect on wound tensile strength, while the same dose delivered at 15 mW/cm^2 had no effect. (7)
The dose required to promote a therapeutic response is <10mW/cm^2, a dose 100 times this amount was found to have detrimental neuronal effect in mice. (4)
Hart et al. were so concerned about high dose biphasic response for brain PBM, that they were considering the additional exposure from Sunlight on patients adversely affecting clinical trials. (3)
Human stem cells had a peak response at 3 J/cm^2 with 16 mW/cm^2, where higher doses had diminished benefits. (5)
One study on collagen production found that medium irradiances and exposure durations were effective - 1.2 mW/cm^2 for 145 sec. (1)
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I strongly believe in the collective IQ of the group and open and transparent discussion of the facts, data, and science of red light therapy.
A good first step would be to see what people are needing/wanting to use RLT by creating a survey and then taking the most popular application desired to review and discuss the papers in the database to find the sweet spot just to the left of the peak of the Ardnt-Shulz curve for that application.
Over time, we can slowly work our way down the list and create a set of best practices for RLT. Who's in?

Are you struggling to create landing pages that actually convert visitors into customers or subscribers? You're not alone. Landing pages can be a tricky beast to master, but with the right strategy, you can create pages that are highly effective at achieving your marketing goals.
Here are some best practices for creating effective landing pages:

1. Keep it simple: A clean and simple design is essential for an effective landing page. Avoid clutter and unnecessary distractions, and make sure that the page is easy to navigate and understand.
2. Have a clear call to action (CTA): Your CTA should be clear, prominent, and focused on the specific action you want visitors to take.
3. Use compelling headlines and copy: Your headlines and copy should be attention-grabbing and persuasive, clearly communicating the value of your offer and why visitors should take action.
4. Use visuals strategically: Images and videos can be powerful tools to engage visitors and support your messaging. Use high-quality visuals that are relevant to your offer and help communicate your message.
5. Focus on the benefits: Highlight the benefits of your offer and how it can help solve a specific problem or meet a specific need. Make sure that visitors understand the value of what you're offering and why it's relevant to them.
6. Optimize for mobile: With more and more people accessing the internet on their mobile devices, it's essential that your landing page is optimized for mobile viewing. Make sure that the page is easy to read and navigate on a small screen.
7. Test and refine: Test different versions of your landing page to see what works best, and make adjustments based on visitor behavior and feedback. Use analytics tools to track key metrics such as conversion rates and bounce rates.

By following these best practices, you can create landing pages that are highly effective at converting visitors into customers or subscribers. Have you had success with any of these tactics? Share your experience in the comments below!

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Remember, the end of the volume recap is coming; make sure you check that out. She's a big one.
And yes, I know I'm splitting these chapters weirdly. It's because the recap is just that big.
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King Maxwell’s POV
Mmm…yes…today is another good day. The soreness in my arms just won’t go away. What a wonderful feeling. Me? Sore? It’s been years…that man is truly something. My only regret is that I didn’t get to meet him sooner.
“Ah, Your Majesty, are you injured? You keep nursing your arm as if you are in pain…” Arbra asked hesitantly.
I just chuckled at her concern. “There is nothing to worry about, Arbra! It’s a good pain that your magic would only take away from me!”
Arbra bowed deeply. “I’m so sorry, Your Majesty, I had no idea!” she shouted. “Please for—”
Sigh…this is also why I like Kaladin so much. I feel as if he doesn’t care that I’m the king and treats me like a comrade. Well, he wants to, but whatever sense of formality he has keeps getting in the way. It’s been too long since I’ve been around those kinds of people. I wish he would just forget that I was a ruler.
Arbra looked up at me with teary eyes. “H—have I offended you?”
I gave the poor girl a pat on the shoulder. “Why are you crying, Arbra? Raise your head. People might think that I abuse you or something. I’m simply just thinking about this and that. Pay no mind to me.”
Arbra’s smile returned as she wiped her eyes with her sleeve. Sometimes people like her could be so burdensome, but she’s a good soul and a trusted healer. If I could call old man Paine, I’d like nothing more, but I could hardly do that for such a personal reason.
I just wonder when she is coming…you know, come to think of it, I never did ask Kaladin if it was Sylvia.
I just assumed it would be her, after all. Her strength has been recorded more than once. She felled a Troll with ease and can even train with Kaladin on equal footing. Plus, she was some kind of ancient Vampire that could survive even the strike of a Dragon? If somebody was on the verge of being a War God, it had to be her, right?
“I already know she is a War God. She has the aptitude. She is just missing…something. And sadly, I don’t know what that something is.”
What an exciting thing to say to someone. It almost sounded like a hopeful parent that was full of themselves. A person should be very aware if they are a War God or not. At a young age, the differences might not be noticeable, but they should become evident over time. But since it was Kaladin that said that, I had to believe the man’s intuition.
“Your Majesty, may I ask why you have retrieved me so suddenly? Are you expecting another fight…”Arba asked meekly.
“Ah, I suppose I did abruptly rip you from your duties. But it seems you already answered your own question!” I laughed. “I’m here on a personal favor from a friend!”
She gave me a blank look. “Huh? Friend?”
I slapped her on the shoulder a few times and nodded while I looked out at the courtyard. “Yes! A friend! Haha!”
Now then…oh? Who—oh…it’s her? Huh… interesting.
Breathtaking long muscular legs that strode through the halls, hair as white as the freshest snow, and a face straight out of a painting. I’d only seen her from a distance but she was truly a beautiful woman. To think Kaladin could surround himself with such beauties and remain unaffected. He’s as strong-willed as they came.
My daughters are nothing to scoff at, but they need to get their heads out of the mud! Haha!
“Yo! Ah…damn…Celia!?” I yelled. “That’s your name, right?! Come!”
Damn, I should have read her file more. I didn’t think much about it, and my concerns have lied elsewhere recently.
…
“It appears she is ignoring you, Your Majesty,” Abra commented as the woman continued to walk down the hall.
“Well, that’s rude,” I muttered as I picked a clump of snow up and reared back. “Haha! This should grab her attention!” I yelled as I tossed the snowball.
Whoosh.
“It appears she dodged your attack, Your Majesty,” Abra stated.
“Thanks, Abra. I appreciate the narration,” I mumbled.
She dodged at the last moment, and what’s with that disgusted look on her face? And wait—wait! Why is she walking away?!
“Now, I can’t stand for that!” I yelled as I took off toward her.
Once again, she flicked around at the last moment and batted my arm away. It seemed her instincts were pretty good, but that’s to be expected from a Beastmen.
I intended on testing her today anyway, so let’s find out what Kaladin sees in this girl!
“Show me what you got!” I chuckled.
Of course, I had no intentions of going all out. I just planned on picking up the pace a bit. I wonder if that sword was just for decoration!
I put a little more oomph into the next series of attacks, and she unsheathed her sword and deftly parried and blocked my attacks. Her speed was pretty good, and she had no trouble reading my simple attacks, so let’s go a step further!
Let’s see some footwork!
I stepped into her aggressively and started swinging with more precision, randomizing my punches as I forced her onto her back foot. She gave a short slice at my exposed ribs, and I coated the strike zone in crystal. I had purposely left myself open to see if she would capitalize, and she did just that.
I jumped back and crossed my arms, and went into deep thought. I had to examine her in a more favorable light now. She was indeed skilled as she was beautiful. Her footwork and blade skills were well-honed. Not perfect by any means, but far better than most.
My only critique at this moment was that she seemed too practiced. One could swing a sword under instruction all day for eternity, but if they never put that practice into any worthwhile experience, it would amount to nothing but eye candy. Even so, saying she was entirely without experience wasn’t right either…mmm…
And there was something off about it all. Her swings and her stance didn't seem to match her weapon choice. She was using a typical iron sword, but her movements and stance indicated she was used to something a bit heftier.
Does this mean there is an imbalance in her skills, practice, and experience? Or is she perhaps holding back? Mhm…I wonder if she is using a weapon that’s not her primary one. Only people who want to hide their power do that. Is that why Kaladin sees she has the aptitude but isn’t able to apply them
No…more testing is needed before I can come to a decision. I’m getting pumped already! Haha!
“To think I’d be this serious! All you young ones are impressive these days!” I said with a laugh.
The girl looked at me like I was a strange creature. Suddenly a black stone tablet materialized from thin air, and she started writing on it.
the tablet read, the lettering glowing a faint blue light.
I could feel my jaw drop. “Who am I?” I asked in utter disbelief.
The Beastmen nodded her head, her confused look not disappearing. I tapped my head to make sure my crown was still there. “There is a crown on my head! I’m the king! What is there to be confused about?”
A flash of understanding crossed her face as she started writing on the tablet with her finger.
Muscle…bound…pervert?
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I heard somebody gasping and looked back at Abra, who was white as a sheet and wholly mortified. I guess she must have read the tablet and had quite the shock. But me…I couldn’t contain my laughter.
“That’s a new one! To think you would insult me directly to my face! You are, without a doubt, a friend of Kaladin’s!” I yelled into the afternoon air.
But wait a moment…that collar…is she his friend? Have I been rude and insulted his fiance or…mhm…questions to be answered, I’m sure.
“Now that you’ve connected the dots, it’s time for a true test! I’ll be getting serious, so prepare yourself, Cela!” I shouted as I bounded toward her.
She gave me a slightly miffed look before the tablet disappeared, and her sword blocked my first strike. But now, I would test her strength. Beastmen weren’t just known for their heightened senses and speed but also for their strength! I can already tell Kaladin has trained her just by looking at her body!
I brought both my fists up and sent them down with the full intention of crushing her with pure strength. Before, I hadn't been putting much effort into my strikes, but now every blow from me would come at a cost if it connected. The only way to see someone’s true worth was to put them in danger!
“Oh! As strong as you are beautiful!” I yelled in excitement, hoping to get a reaction out of her.
But she didn’t even react to my words as she blocked my double power strike with the strength befitting a War God candidate. I wonder if she was perhaps what the Beastmen called a Child of The Hunt? A rare individual amongst their race. Even though I don’t quite understand the qualifications for what makes a Beastmen a Child of The Hunt, I know they are supposed to be quite strong.
I mean, her mana enhancement was where it needed to be! No doubts about it—
Huh? A spell core?
I couldn’t help but marvel at the feeling of a spell core suddenly being formed in front of me. Its instantaneous formation from her feet was nothing short of pure talent and skill. And she did that all while maintaining her mana enhancement, not so much as faltering even an inch.
I let the spell hit my chest, which was covered in my crystal, and broke away from our little grapple. Tiny ice spears floated around her, and she aimed her sword at me. I just laughed, which probably made her angry, judging by her expression.
She was just like Kaladin, and they were just like those taught in the Holy Kingdom of Arotal. That ability to cast magic and form spell cores without a drop in mana enhancement was a talent many high-ranking officials from that country possessed.
It took me almost a decade to unlearn my habits and learn their technique, and even then, I could only copy it. I don’t mean to brag, but I was a cut above the rest. I tried to teach their technique to all three of my children, but none of them could learn it. Even Bowen was unable to perform the technique.
To be honest, it was a technique only those who possessed talent and were brought up with it could learn. I thought Kaladin was simply a genius of that caliber, but now I’ve seen a pattern.
Who trained those two? Alanis was not capable of using that technique either, so does that mean it was The Lightning Witch? Ah…I’m just so excited.
I burst forward and crushed down the spells that were thrown at me. Most of them I ignored, allowing them to break harmlessly against my body. It was slightly annoying that she wasn’t putting more strength into her spells. If she could manifest them this quickly, I expected the power to be more!
I guess I just need to show her how serious I am.
I increased my speed suddenly and arrived in front of her. Her amber-orange eyes went wide. She managed to block my fists, but this entire time I had only used them. She tried to react, but she was too slow for me. My kick landed on her quad with a meaty smack followed by a loud crack. She buckled to the floor and yelped in pain. I had broken her leg.
A flurry of ice spikes came at me, and I retreated instead of finishing her off. I wasn’t done testing her yet. I was far too curious to end things so soon.
“Arbra! Heal her leg!” I ordered.
Arbra scurried off from the side, mumbling apologies to her as a golden light left her hands and infused the injury. Celia looked to be in quite a bit of pain, but a moment of confusion appeared in her eyes only to disappear. She stood on her freshly healed leg without a lick of hesitation.
So an injury like that is nothing to her? Sure, she reacted to the pain, but that’s only natural. To stand right back up after having your leg healed isn’t normal. It appears her will was quite tempered. And those eyes…
Her eyes blazed with a cold fury that wasn’t there before. She dropped her sword into a low guard, a position that was more suited for a long or even a great sword, and I felt a powerful spell core being formed.
A gust of wind blasted me, and a blizzard suddenly appeared around me. The cold wind whipped at my exposed skin, and I could feel minor cuts on my face.
Finally, show me what Kaladin sees in you!
I swatted down an incoming spell core only to be momentarily covered in water. I hadn’t expected her to be able to use water magic while maintaining this silent blizzard, which was another odd phenomenon. Only for my surprise to grow as I felt a powerful wind arrow approaching me.
It cut through the blizzard and had enough power to rip a limb off, but I batted it away. I was buffeted by powerful spell after spell, and I couldn’t contain my laughter. I thought the speed at which she formed her spells was at least the skill of a Master mage, but to think she could use three schools of magic to this proficiency. Of course, she may just be a Grandmaster mage, but I felt that something was off.
I decided I was done gauging those spells and burst through the blizzard right at her. She had positioned herself behind me using her magic as cover and near silent steps. Beastmen were also tricky ones. They seemed to be able to disappear from most people’s senses when they wanted to.
But not mine.
I punched forward and expected a look of surprise, but Celia was more than ready for me. I was greeted by two large ice spikes aiming for my legs and a sword aiming to cut my head off my shoulders. I kicked one of the spikes down and used its debris against her, sending chunks of ice magic into her face, only for those chunks to melt into harmless water that splattered against her face.
Amazing, she was maintaining control over her spells the entire time while also striking at me. Truly fantastic, I thought as I slipped under her swing.
I punched her underneath the leather breastplate and grabbed Celia by the belt, and gave her a good toss into the wall, just like ol’ Kaladin. But unlike Kaladin, I was ready to end things here, or…so I thought.
Amazing. Truly amazing. I’m actually feeling the need to preserve my life. How long has it been?
I felt dozens of spell cores form around me, and the puddle I stood in turned into a creeping frost that threatened to consume me. Dozens of ice spears formed from the snow left by the blizzard, and I watched as a wall of ice formed only for the girl to use it to bounce rebound off of and aim straight for me once more.
She had completely changed the battlefield to suit her, something very few mages could do, let alone at the level she showed. And it appeared she even led me by the nose. How far ahead did she plan all of this? Did she anticipate these things the moment she used the blizzard to distract me and morph the battlefield?
But I also understood what Kaladin meant when he said she had the “aptitude.” Why she felt so close yet so far, she had all these well-honed skills and even put them into practical use. And despite having the upper hand on me.
It just wasn’t enough.
I forced mana into my body at a much greater rate and felt the familiar feeling of my crystals enveloping me. Her spells crashed against me, but I remained steadfast as I moved forward. Her eyes widened again in surprise, and it was the last thing I saw before I grabbed her by the face and sent her face down into the snowy soil with a loud boom.
I turned my head slowly. “Arbra, heal her,” I ordered.
Arbra slowly nodded her head like she was in a daze. “I’ll be gone for a while. I have an old friend to find. Please see to it that she is comfortable.”
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Bowen Taurus’s POV
I gave the door a solid knock and announced myself. “I have arrived as you requested, Your Majesty.”
“Good! Hurry up and come in, old friend!” the king bellowed.
Sigh…would it kill him to uphold a little bit of digni—huh?
“Cerila? Why…why is she here? Why is she unconscious?”
The king smacked his fist into a meaty palm. “Ah! Her name was Cerila! That’s why she was annoyed with me!” he said with a chuckle. But he puffed his lips out at me. “And unconscious? Why are you assuming that? Maybe she is just sleeping.”
I just sighed and shook my head. “The girl may be deaf, but your incensive laughter could wake the dead.”
King Maxwell looked at me with an expression of surprise as his head snapped back and forth between the sleeping Cerila and me. “She’s deaf? Like really deaf? No hearing at all?”
“That’s right…please tell me you knew that,” I muttered in disbelief. I could feel a headache coming on.
“That makes so much sense. I thought she was just shy or a mute,” the king mumbled to himself. “Tell me, why hasn’t anyone healed her? She is close to Kaladin, no?”
I walked into the room and sat down in an available chair. “I’ve already spoken with them on the matter. She was born deaf, and not even a Grandmaster light mage could heal her ears. So—Your Majesty?”
Bishop wore a thoughtful expression. His deep blue eyes were wide and searching for something, and I felt my skin start to crawl somewhat when he looked at me. “A Grandmaster light mage, you say…tell me, is that confirmed?” he asked, his voice lacking the friendly tone he typically used.
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen him like this, not since he first started to investigate Kaladin.
“I’ve heard the same thing from three different sources, including Cerila when I spoke with her at great length. I have no reason to believe any of them are lying to me at this point. The girl is completely deaf,” I explained.
King Maxwell rubbed his chin slowly. “So…do we know who trained Kaladin and this girl?”
Wait, I thought he cared more about her deafness…what is this about?
“Kaladin has mentioned to me before that his teacher was his grandfather,” I told him.
The king looked even more surprised at that but quickly shook his head. “That’s impossible. Neither of those old Elves would have come into contact with—”
“That’s because it wasn’t a blood-related grandfather but an adoptive one of sorts. I’ve met him once or twice now. He’s an old Human man at the end of his life. And appears to be quite smart and witty despite his declining age. He often teaches the young ones various skills at my spare home.”
“An old Human man…isn’t Kaladin from Syn’nari?” the king trailed off.
Wait!
I shot out of my seat. “Wait a moment…a Grandmaster light mage in Syn’nari… are you suggesting their teacher and Grandfather is a remnant of the Holy King invasion force?”
The king smirked and crossed his arms. “It’s not a suggestion. It’s almost a guarantee at this point.”
I ran a hand through my beard. “The old man referred to himself as a doctor, so I never questioned why he considered himself to be one. Even Kaladin’s parents call him Dr. Jacobs. And the man doesn’t seem to be pious or even wear symbols of the faith. I never connected these points because I didn’t think they were relevant.”
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