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How to Clean Up an Image for Your Dissertation
Dissertation images are unlike other images included in content writing. They do not serve decorative purposes. Instead, they are critical to explaining the content of the work. In this blog I give some top tips for including images in your dissertation:
An article by Richard James Rogers (Award-Winning Author of The Quick Guide to Classroom Management and The Power of Praise: Empowering Students Through Positive Feedback). This blog post has been beautifully illustrated by Pop Sutthiya Lertyongphati A dissertation is a paper that graduate students must write as part of their academic requirements to earn their Master’s or PhD. Some high school…
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"India’s announcement that it aims to reach net zero emissions by 2070 and to meet fifty percent of its electricity requirements from renewable energy sources by 2030 is a hugely significant moment for the global fight against climate change. India is pioneering a new model of economic development that could avoid the carbon-intensive approaches that many countries have pursued in the past – and provide a blueprint for other developing economies.
The scale of transformation in India is stunning. Its economic growth has been among the highest in the world over the past two decades, lifting of millions of people out of poverty. Every year, India adds a city the size of London to its urban population, involving vast construction of new buildings, factories and transportation networks. Coal and oil have so far served as bedrocks of India’s industrial growth and modernisation, giving a rising number of Indian people access to modern energy services. This includes adding new electricity connections for 50 million citizens each year over the past decade. 
The rapid growth in fossil energy consumption has also meant India’s annual CO2 emissions have risen to become the third highest in the world. However, India’s CO2 emissions per person put it near the bottom of the world’s emitters, and they are lower still if you consider historical emissions per person. The same is true of energy consumption: the average household in India consumes a tenth as much electricity as the average household in the United States.  
India’s sheer size and its huge scope for growth means that its energy demand is set to grow by more than that of any other country in the coming decades. In a pathway to net zero emissions by 2070, we estimate that most of the growth in energy demand this decade would already have to be met with low-carbon energy sources. It therefore makes sense that Prime Minister Narendra Modi has announced more ambitious targets for 2030, including installing 500 gigawatts of renewable energy capacity, reducing the emissions intensity of its economy by 45%, and reducing a billion tonnes of CO2. 
These targets are formidable, but the good news is that the clean energy transition in India is already well underway. It has overachieved its commitment made at COP 21- Paris Summit [a.k.a. 2015, at the same conference that produced the Paris Agreement] by already meeting 40% of its power capacity from non-fossil fuels- almost nine years ahead of its commitment, and the share of solar and wind in India’s energy mix have grown phenomenally. Owing to technological developments, steady policy support, and a vibrant private sector, solar power plants are cheaper to build than coal ones. Renewable electricity is growing at a faster rate in India than any other major economy, with new capacity additions on track to double by 2026...
Subsidies for petrol and diesel were removed in the early 2010s, and subsidies for electric vehicles were introduced in 2019. India’s robust energy efficiency programme has been successful in reducing energy use and emissions from buildings, transport and major industries. Government efforts to provide millions of households with fuel gas for cooking and heating are enabling a steady transition away from the use of traditional biomass such as burning wood. India is also laying the groundwork to scale up important emerging technologies such as hydrogen, battery storage, and low-carbon steel, cement and fertilisers..."
-via IEA (International Energy Agency), January 10, 2022
Note: And since that's a little old, here's an update to show that progress is still going strong:
-via Economic Times: EnergyWorld, March 10, 2023
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the kiss (aka that one scene) and subsequently—
*spoilers for bridgerton s3*
ahem...this might be a bit indelicate? Let us think about who Colin is, at his core. he is a dreamer. he's sweet, he's kind to a fault, and he's also the Bridgerton brother most likely to have ao3 in the 21st century.
Penelope asks for a kiss, and Colin cannot deny her that. so much of their relationship is evinced by the fact that they cannot deny each other anything, even if it is at the expense of their own well-being. Penelope has never once voiced her feelings for Colin because she is aware that he would never see her in such a light, and mostly because, she does not think that her feelings are his business. In the books and in the show, Penelope has never voiced her crush.
So, when she's facing the very real prospects of remaining a spinster and firmly under the influence of her mother and sister (Prudence, especially, I don't really think Phillipa would be that bad) she makes a choice to ask the love of her life, mind you, the one man she had always felt safe with, to kiss her. She is waving goodbye to the dreams of being married, finding a place of her own in a world where a woman had no value if they were not attached in matrimony to a man. Yes, it seems pathetic, yes, it seems desperate. It is. It is desperate. Penelope is desperate at this moment, and she is reckless, but she is not pathetic. She wants to be kissed, and she asks for it, it is a moment where we see a woman exercise agency for the first time in her life. Feelings are so very rarely black or white, and so is this scene; on one hand, you feel wronged and angry at the fact that Penelope is pleading for a kiss, on the other, you empathize with her situation and where she is coming from. She wants this moment, and who better to ask from, than her best friend? Colin has always, always been there for her, and she has been there for him. They know each other the best, she has had the privilege of being able to love him. She wants love, and she has it in her hands at this moment, a fleeting, transient glimpse into what her life could be if she were someone else. This is the moment when Penelope Featherington's dreams are well and truly shattered.
And that same kiss turns Colin's world on its axis. It is so wonderful to see on screen how the same action can have two entirely opposite, but just as important effects on people. Colin has always loved Penelope. This is not even a discussion. He took action on behalf of her family (on behalf of her, really) when he found out about her cousin's schemes. He gives Cressida the cut direct when she humiliates Penelope in front of him. He seeks her out at every social assembly. He has always looked out for her and has always loved her. But all this is platonic. He has never felt a physical connection with her, because neither of them has had the chance to explore that avenue. Neither Colin nor Penelope are aware of their latent attraction to each other. For Penelope, it is because she has never been allowed to feel a physical connection with anyone, and Colin because he has never thought of pursuing a physical connection with Penelope. It is their kiss that ultimately awakens that connection in Colin, and by connection, Penelope asking Colin for a kiss is what puts the wheels in motion.
Which brings me to the first paragraph. Colin is the sweetest boy in the Bridgerton family (Gregory I love you, but nine children? Get off that woman, immediately). When he realizes that he likes Penelope, and loves her romantically, what does he do? He internalizes it like he does everything else. So much of Colin's character arc, both in the book and in the show is about him internalizing everything. He refuses to voice his own feelings if they make other people uncomfortable, much to the detriment of his own mental health. After being deceived in the first season, he removes himself from London because he cannot bear to stay in the city anymore, not when he is reminded of how naive and stupid he was, every moment. It is also important to realize that Colin has been viewed as the naive, soft-hearted brother, by everyone else. When he gets engaged in season 1, Anthony, his big brother, the example he is supposed to follow, tells him that he should have taken Colin to brothels and accuses him of getting married to have sex. In season two, Penelope, an outsider, is the only person who gives a damn about his thoughts. His own family refuses to listen to him, and what does he do when he returns a second time? He tells them, "I shall not bore you with the details". He knows, no one essentially gives a shit. This is why, when he comes to the knowledge of the full breadth of his feelings for Penelope, he internalizes so hard he dreams of her. And this is not an indelicate dream. He does not dream of taking her in the back of a carriage or on his yellow sheets, he dreams of her returning his feelings. He is yet unaware of the extent of Penelope's feelings toward him, but he knows he should not force his feelings onto her, and that is why he dreams of her.
I could go on and on about why Colin is the best Bridgerton brother (Gregory, nine children) but it will take up a lot of space, so I shall keep it brief: (in the show) Anthony almost marries Edwina, a girl who is what, thirteen(?) twelve (?) years younger than him, a girl who has no safety net outside of her sister and her mother, her sister whom Anthony was in love with, and refused to confront his feelings for. Literally, no one forced Anthony to propose to Edwina, he went down on one knee while being aware of his feelings for her older sister. Kate would have been content with relinquishing her younger sister to a marriage where she loved someone who would forever love another. Imagine if Anthony had married Edwina as he intended. Do you think, for even a second, that he would look at her face and not be reminded of Kate? Not to mention neither of them took action till the very last second, and Edwina, a bystander, was forced to ruin herself. Half the reason why she married abroad is the fact that not a single person in London would have married her (headcanon: she marries the Prince, fuck you, Anthony) when she was very publicly denigrated as the Viscount Bridgerton's cast-off. Yes, the Queen's favor saves Anthony and Kate's marriage from scandal, but it also saves Edwina, it saves her from further public embarrassment and scrutiny by a ton that not only views her as an outsider but also envies her for securing the title of the Season's Diamond. (Book)Benedict forces a woman from a servant class to be his mistress while he searches for the girl he fancied to be the love of his life. I'm sorry, there's no coming back from that. Colin gets angry when he is aware of who Lady Whistledown is, but his anger is not directed at Penelope herself. It is directed at her lack of thought for her own safety. Colin puts Penelope's safety and reputation over everything. In the carriage scene, he steps back as soon as he hears the words "but we are friends" from her mouth; he takes it as a sign, that this is Penelope telling him I don't have feelings for you, and he is happy to respect her wishes. Colin would have never voiced his feelings a second time if she had rebuffed him then, he would have been happy to remove himself from Society and spend his days on the Continent, writing in his journals. So much of both Penelope and Colin is them learning to voice their wants and desires and fuck, it's the most beautiful thing to watch as it comes to life on my screen.
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zvaigzdelasas · 4 months
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[Sky News is Private UK Media]
Washington and London opted to strike Yemen with precision bombs rather than accelerating efforts to end violence in Gaza, where more than 20,000 people have been killed in three months. Regional diplomats say the longer that conflict continues, the less possible it becomes to contain.
The language being used by Biden administration is interesting.
"Iran is a primary - if not the primary - enabler or supporter, sponsor of the Houthis and Iran has been involved operationally in the conduct of these attacks," a Biden administration official said.
They don't talk about Iran directing the attacks against shipping or US military in the region in the way that they might have done not long ago.
They talk about Iran being the "enabler" rather than the puppet master. And that's because they know that the "Iranian proxies" in the Middle East are no longer puppets.
Hezbollah in Lebanon, the Houthis in Yemen, and Hamas in Gaza - all are established forces making strategic decisions, aligned with Iranian ideology of course and with Iranian-made weapons, but driven by their own ambitions.[...]
The Houthis have claimed their attacks on shipping are in solidarity with the Palestinian cause.
They frame it as an international shipping lane-based protest against what they call a genocide.[...]
But make no mistake, among regional populations, the Houthis are seen, not insignificantly, as having chosen to back support for Gaza with material action.
America and the UK chose military action to try to stop the Houthi missiles. They chose to bomb the world's poorest nation with precision bombs. That's risky and optically awkward, to say the least.
Another course would have been to seek to remove the Houthi pretext by accelerating efforts to end the Gaza conflict and solve the Israel-Palestine question.[...]
The Americans have shown an unwillingness or inability to influence Israeli actions in Gaza.
And for that, they have not just lost credibility among regional leaders. America has lost populations in the Middle East these last few months.[...]
[C]rucially, [senior regional diplomats] say that while Iran doesn't seek to escalate all this into a regional war, it cannot mitigate for potential miscalculation in Lebanon, Yemen or Iraq because the groups operating there are more and more independent.
What's happening how is this in Sky [12 Jan 24]
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Lazy Day 69
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Austin returns home to you from an extensive international Masters of the Air press tour exhausted. He is so tired he lays on the couch all day just enjoying your company. Once he regains his strength he sets all his intentions on sexually gratifying you in a unique way a 69.
Established relationship girlfriend
Domestic bliss • fingering•69 (oral/ hand /male/female) •double simulation sex•suffocation• double cum eating• after care
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lol this is so wild I will try to piece it all together 😂🙏🏻
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📍 Austins house, Los Angeles CA
Lazy Day 69
You had Austin all to yourself again after a week of him being away for work. You were both in the living room of his Los Angeles house. He was laying comfortably on the couch resting with his hand across his abdomen as he watched TV.
He had just finished his press tour for Masters of the Air. Traveling from London to New York and finally back to Los Angeles. This was his first day home and he was completely exhausted. He would be starting his Dune press tour in 3 days heading to Mexico to start the rounds all over again
He wanted to do absolutely nothing but lay on the couch with the remote in his hand. He made it very clear to you in the morning after you showered and brushed your teeth together that he would be highly uneventful today. It made you smile as you wrapped your arms around him while he stood at the sink, he could entertain you with just a look.
He turned in your arms breaking your hold on him to hold you in instead. You looked up at his handsome face and his weary eyes. You carted your hands through his soft blonde locks. He gave you a quick kiss then you both continued your morning routine. He got dressed pulling on a soft white tee and sweats then clicked his phone on airplane mode as he went to the living room.
You replenish his snacks every few hours and bring him refreshed cold water. He says very little just polite thank yous and returns to his movie or show.
It was now late afternoon you had been engaged in your phone for over an hour. You stood up and stretched across from him in the living room yawning. You lifted your arms high over your head and tilted your body to the left then to the right.
You planned to run a few errands but he insisted you stay. He wanted your company, spending as much time with you as possible before he left again on his Dune press tour in a few days.
You were now throughly bored because he hadn’t interacted with you or moved a muscle in hours. You stare out the window into the central courtyard thinking maybe you could go to his favorite restaurant and pick up dinner for him. In the meantime you wanted to enjoy the fresh air outside.
You click the latch to unlock the glass door finally grabbing his attention. “Can you come lay with me for a minute” he asks gently. A smile spreads across your lips he is past the resting lion phase and now wants your physical touch phase. You turn around and gingerly walk to the couch climbing on top of him as he opens his arms to you.
You press your face against the soft fabric of his white tee on his firm chest. You place your hand on his bulging bicep and the other behind his neck.
He rests his hand lovingly on top of your head. One of your legs is straight between his, the other is up at his waist. He grabs your thigh at his waist holding it there. He rests his chin on your head. You can smell his sweet masculine scent from his neck as you listen to his slow breaths and his soft heart beat.
“Mmm I needed this” he says trailing his fingers through your hair. He plants a kiss on the crown of your head as he cradles you against him. The longer you lay together in silence the heavier your eyes get. The calming energy of each others closeness finally lulling you both to sleep.
When you awaken it’s dark outside and well past dinner time. You must have been asleep a few hours. Austin really needed the rest he still hasn’t stirred even after you remove his hand from your head and sit up in his lap.
You smile looking down at him sleeping his eyelids begin moving rapidly. His hand suddenly twitches and he grits his teeth dreaming. Maybe from all the traveling, maybe from all the interactions and stress. You place your hand on his caressing it until his face softens and his eyelids remain still.
You take your time carefully climbing off of him to make a quick dinner for your both. Mafalda pasta with vegan sun dried tomato sauce.
You turn on the burner and boil water then add the pasta to cook. You collect the jar of sun dried tomatoes in soaking oil and drop them in the processor with cashew nuts, nutritional yeast and tomato paste. He is sensitive to dairy so you’ve adapted all your recipes.
You click the ‘on’ button and the machine whirs to life blending the ingredients together making the sauce a beautiful fresh orange color.
The sound awakens Austin immediately and you feel awful. You watch as he sits up on the couch and groggily rubs his eyes then stretches into a yawn.“Austin I'm so sorry, I wanted to cook for us I didn’t mean to wake you” he smiles over at you it doesn’t bother him at all. He is very hungry and grateful you are cooking. He lumbers over as he wakes up and stands behind you hooking his arms around your waist and planting a kiss on top of your head. “Thank you baby I’m super hungry” his voice a deeper baritone from just waking up
When you don’t respond he watches you work seeing you are mid production. He takes a step back resting his hands on the counter top behind him to observe you cooking.
It’s one of your simple dishes when you can’t be bothered but want something yummy and satisfying. You drain the boiled pasta and pour your blended sauce in to the pan then add the pasta with a dash of seasoning mixing it all together until it’s coated nice and creamy.
Austin always helpful opens the cabinets getting to work setting the table. He goes to the wine cabinet and pairs a Cabernet Sauvignon. You bring the pan to the table and delicately tong the pasta onto each of your plates, setting the empty pan to soak in the sink. He uncorks the wine and lets it breathe before pouring you a glass. You taste it and love the full bodied flavor eagerly approving, he fills your glass then his own
You both sit down to enjoy the meal. It’s a quiet dinner you smile at each other as you eat. Austin is not his usual chatty self so you indulge in more wine. He refills your glass twice before cutely grinning knowing that you are going to get tipsy. He’ll have to match your pace. You smile at him sweetly and sip your glass slowly this time.
You watch him eat, it’s the cutest thing his cheeks puffy as he chews, he looks so adorable enjoying the meal you prepared he was so hungry. Once his plate is cleared you collect everything and put it in the sink as he finishes his wine.
Feeling quite full and mellow from the wine. You walk to his record player and unsleeve a disc putting the needle on gently and the song begins to play. You sway and dance around the living room sensually for him as he watches you with an enamored smile on his face. The wine clearly taking effect.
You extend your hand to him and he stands to wrap you in his arms before releasing you in a spin. He took dancing classes for a movie or play once you can’t remember which one but you love his effortless confidence and tricks when he slow dances with you.
He pulls you back close and brings your arms to wrap around his neck. You stare up at him loving the look of infatuation for you in his gentle blue eyes. He does a slow affectionate blink that he does when he’s enraptured, like he’s taking a mental picture.
You don’t know what he wants to do next but you see the thoughts forming in his pretty head as his lips form a little smirk. The song ends and you separate from him going to take the needle off and put the record away.
When you turn back he’s staring at you with quite the naughty look in his eye. “what is it baby?” You ask smile beaming as you walk over to him. He looks you up and down and grabs your waist pulling you in so close you are almost touching lips “Do you want to 69 with me right now ?” He asks so casually it catches you off guard.“Yea” you respond quickly as grin instantly forms on your face from his exciting request.
He takes your hand and leads you back to the master bedroom. He immediately begins stripping off his shirt pulling it over his head as you stare at his chiseled body. When he quickly pulls off his sweats you start pulling off all of your clothing too, down to your bra and panties.
He removes his boxers and you love the sight of his small naked hips with his large cock in between. You grin and bite your lower lip he is very hot just standing there letting your eyes wander over him. He turns and climbs onto the middle of the bed resting back on his elbows. He looks at the reaction on your face as he shows off his impressive cock standing tall between his muscular thighs waiting for you.
You unhook your bra and slide it down then pull off your panties stepping out of them. He stares at you eyes lidded with sexual attraction especially looking between your legs. He licks his lips knowing where he wants to taste ”You look so good come climb on top of me baby” he says it very seductively making you shiver.
You eagerly climb on the bed all the way up and over him flipping around directly over his face to start the 69. He extends his large hands and collects your thighs tracing his thumbs on your ass as you kneel above him inches from his face.
Your arms hold you up, your face lingering directly over his cock. “Fuck your pussy looks so good ” he says in worship and spreads your folds open inspecting with one hand and tracing circles on your tight entrance with the other.
You feel so vulnerable yet so aroused already becoming wet for him. He slides his fingers in surprising you. “OH!” You gasp. He reaches one hand around your hip pulling you back to rock in time with his fingers plunging in and out of you. It gives him a close up show making his cock swell harder beneath you. His tip is now blushing red from the sight of his fingers fucking you between your legs.
You hold his shaft and flick the head with your tongue. He’s so sensitive from arousal a small moan escapes his lips . You begin to stroke him off and lick the tip. He slips his fingers in and out of you in time with your hand. You both begin moaning in unison.
He pulls his fingers out and uses both hands to hold your hips and guide your pussy down onto his mouth “oh my god” you cry out when he connects between your legs.
His lips are so slippery and soft against yours. You try so stay focused as he eats you out but his wet hot licks and tight sucks have you clenching inside repeatedly. You are so distracted you realize you have just been holding his cock as you moan in satisfaction.
You want him to have pleasure too and dip your mouth onto the head of his cock. He makes a muffled moan against your folds loving the feel of your mouth as you finally begin to suck him.
He sticks out his tongue and licks circles around your entrance before sliding his face up and down licking your folds. You let out a pleasurable scream on his cock feeling it twitch your mouth as he moans in ravishment beneath you.
Your body is tingling ready to cum for him. You guide your mouth up and down on his legth until you are bobbing on his cock. His licks and sucks get sloppier as his groans get louder. He begins hotly panting against your folds as he licks trying to pleasure you as he falls into sexual ecstasy. Your nipples brushing against his abs each time finally break you into a climax. You release his cock from your mouth “Baby I’m going to cum!” you cry out.
He pulls you down to suffocate him wanting to completely devour you as you orgasm. He begins lifting his hips up thrusting his cock all the way in your mouth while pulling you back down on his face urging you to use him and ride his mouth until he cums.
It’s a cornucopia of pleasurable sensations for you both your core tightens as his dick pulses needing release. He licks you in just right spot that finally has you let go grinding down on his wanting mouth not caring if he can even breathe or not, just using his pretty face. He begins thrusting up into your mouth harder and faster feeling like his cock will explode as he gets dizzy from lack of oxygen.
The orgasm starts at the crown of your head tingling and pulsing through your entire body making your pelvis muscles contract. You are clenching inside from his tongue and lips as your clit presses against his firm chin. You cry out his name as you feel the tightness snap and you cum directly in his mouth. It makes him moan so deeply it vibrates your entire core. He slurps it out of you turning your legs into jello as you moan his name repeatedly.
You feebly try to lift off of him your legs so weak after the orgasm but he places his hand on your mid back holding you steady. He rams his cock into your mouth so hard you are gagging on it. You seal your lips around the head and wrap your fist around the shaft to soften his aggressive jutting.
He whimpers feeling your tight hand squeeze around his shaft as your mouth sucks his tip hard enough to draw cum. He makes depraved whimpering sounds against your folds and finally orgasms bursting rope after rope of cum coating your entire mouth as you moan and take it in one thick swallow. You release your mouth from his empty cock and immediately lift your hips. He takes a big breath, his chest expands and contracts as he regains oxygen to his lungs.
You come to his side and quickly check to make sure he is okay. A lazy smile is plastered on his glistening face looking like a cat who got into the cream. When your concerned face relaxes seeing that he is fine you both laugh.
You quickly grab a towel and clean him up gently wiping each side of his handsome face to make sure he looks perfect. You climb in bed next to him as he pulls the covers over you both laying face to face. You trace your fingers from his forehead through his hair with your nails “mmmm” he sounds out loving it as he closes his eyes. While he enjoys your loving touch a burning question forms in your mind.
“Austin after I came why wouldn’t you let me go?” you ask in amusement. The same lazy smile spreads across his face as before. He opens his eyes as he answers “I just felt so high, like I was seeing stars, you’re pussy is that good ” he confesses. He closes his eyes again reminiscing the moment. You interrupt his thoughts “Austin you almost passed out, so yes you could definitely say you were seeing stars” you both burst into laughter again. Once your laughing subsides he pulls you close and kisses your forehead smiling, he was eventful today after all.
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Ted Lasso is a portal fantasy
I know, I know it's not in any way a speculative fiction show. I know. Bear with me for a second. Ted Lasso is a portal fantasy, but the real question is whether this is the story we know from the Wizard of Oz, or Mary Poppins. Ted himself is at once Dorothy and Mary, and I think my reaction to the end of Ted's story, specifically, depends on whether you take the show at it’s title, that it’s about Ted Lasso (Dorothy) or take the show at Ted’s word that it was never about him (Mary Poppins).
To Ted, he is very literally Dorothy.
He’s away from Kansas, he’s surrounded by the reminder that “there’s no place like home”, and he spent the finale wearing honest to god ruby red sneakers. The evil wizard stalked down from his curtained owners box and was removed from power. The lion got her courage, the tin man for his heart, and the scarecrow got his brain, and Dorothy went back to Kansas (leaving Toto behind). But unlike Dorothy, we didn't really get the build up that Ted had to go back to Kansas to get what he wanted -- Henry back in his life. Rebecca even offered him the choice to stay, and the means to bring Henry and even Michelle back to London with him. Exactly zero compelling reason was offered to explain why Ted wouldn't take that offer. But he's Dorothy, in a portal fantasy, and that's what Dorothy does -- she goes home. It is the ending of the vast majority of portal fantasies, no matter how much it will fuck up the protagonist (there's a whole series detailing that damage and undoing it by tumblr's own Seanan McGuire which I highly recommend btw). To me, this is an unsatisfying ending for Ted himself, since no reason was given for him to turn down Rebecca's offer.
However.
To the Richmond family, Ted is Mary Poppins.
One of the complaints I’ve seen about this season is that we don’t know where Ted is, emotionally. Much like Mary Poppins, whose internality as a character is, at best, an afterthought. Mary Poppins is not the point of Mary Poppins. The children she helps are the point of Mary Poppins, and when she leaves at the end, although you’re sad to see her go, you know the kids she left there have grown as people and will continue to grow by her example and her benevolent Julie Andrews ways. And by and large, you don’t really worry about the place Mary Poppins goes to. She’s Mary Poppins and she’ll do what she does and ours is not to question etc. ("Mary Poppins isn't a portal fantasy" yeah, I know, technically, but it's kind of an inside out portal fantasy since there's a character who came from another kind of realm, who swept in to be the answer to some problem, and then went home {or, wherever}; it's just we're seeing it from the pov of the locals rather than the person from the other realm.)
The Richmond Team have all grown as people under Ted's stewardship. As we’ve seen in the character progressions particularly of Roy, of Nate, of Rebecca, they will continue in the Richmond way that they’ve developed. Forever changed by Ted sailing in on his parasol, missing him certainly, but able to continue. More narrative weight is given to the Mary Poppins side of the story, and in this scenario, I take much, much less issue with Ted's the character's ending.
In conclusion, Ted Lasso is the story of Mary Poppins staring Dorothy Gale in the titular role.
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I found an extract from Mein Kampf on the Yad Vashem website. One paragraph in particular stood out to me:
The Jews domination in the state seems so assured that now not only can he call himself a Jew again, but he ruthlessly admits his ultimate national and political designs. A section of his race openly owns itself to be a foreign people, yet even here they lie. For while the Zionists try to make the rest of the world believe that the national consciousness of the Jew finds its satisfaction in the creation of a Palestinian state, the Jews again slyly dupe the dumb Goyim. It doesn’t even enter their heads to build up a Jewish state in Palestine for the purpose of living there; all they want is a central organization for their international world swindle, endowed with its own sovereign rights and removed from the intervention of other states: a haven for convicted scoundrels and a university for budding crooks. - Adolf Hitler, Mein Kampf ("My Struggle"), Houghton Mifflin, New York: Hutchinson Publ. Ltd., London, 1969.
("Palestinian state" of course refers to a Jewish state in the British Mandate for Palestine, which would eventually be named Israel.)
Basically... Anti-Zionist Left 🤝Adolf Hitler.
lol. lmao even.
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Carry Me Home
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Pushing your way through the crowded bar, you welcome the brisk night air as you stumble onto the streets of London. Blowing off steam with your favourite coworkers at the end of the week had been much-needed fun, but now you were ready for home. A smile tugs at the corner of your lips as your favourite scenes from the night replay in your head, your hands burying into your coat pockets to keep warm. You hum to the tune of the song stuck in your head, the crowds thinning out the closer you get to home. You notice the change in atmosphere five minutes later than you should have, the sound of a raven's caw overhead bringing you back to the present moment.
You hear them before you see them, the rowdy laughter and loud explosions of curse words giving away their position. A glance at the reflective shop front across the street tells you there's three men behind you. Fuck. It could be nothing, but even so...you'd rather not find out. Your feet pick up the pace, but despite your best efforts they sound louder. Closer.
The raven's caw pierces the night air once again, causing you to flinch but you don't stop walking until you barrel into a wall of black. Two hands grab the back of your elbows to steady you, your wide-eyed gaze snapping up to your captor. Relief floods your nervous system at the sight of the familiar stern face.
“Morphy-baby~ I need a ride! Would you be a dear and take me home?”
“You are intoxicated.”
“Maybe~”
“How much have you had to drink?”
“More than enough.” You are oblivious to the withering glare Morpheus sends towards the drunken trio of men before whisking you off to your apartment. --- "Whoa, headrush!" you giggle as you stumble in the hallway as the sand dissipates, "Don't think I'll ever get used to that." Morpheus' gentle grip on your forearms helps you still your clumsy feet, your tipsy giggles falling silent as you get lost in the galaxy of his eyes. Your lips curl up in amazement as you grip the lapels of his coat, "You have such pretty eyes, Morphy...", your smile falters as the next unfiltered thought crosses your mind, "it's not fair."
You don't notice the way he huffs through his nose, disgruntled with the unwanted nickname that has been bestowed upon him.
"You are drunk."
"Yes~ I am~!" your singsong voice is shameless.
"You should be in bed." "You're not the boss of me," you pout up at him.
The Dream Lord says your name in that hypnotic voice of his that sounds like a seduction and a warning rolled into one, and just like that, your defiance shrinks away. "But I'm not even...sleepy..." the yawns that interrupt your protest betray you. "Is that so?" Dream's eyes glint with amusement in the darkness. "Okay, okay, fine! I'll go to bed, but only if you carry me." Morpheus stares down at you while you blink up at him. You had never dared to be so petulant with him before. But then again, he had never encountered you drunk. You yelp when he scoops you up into his arms, kicking your heels off as Morpheus heads for the stairs with you in tow. He is carrying you like you're nothing.
"Oh Mylanta~ Morphy~ you're actually carrying me to bed."
"You insisted."
"Well, yeah...but I didn't think you'd actually do it." King of Dreams is silent and you wonder what's going on in there - long-suffering sigh or an internal scream. It's only when he heads for the doorway to your bedroom that you start to squirm in his arms, "Wait, wait!"
Morpheus raises his eyebrow at you, arms still wound tight around your body. You point to the bathroom. "I need the bathroom. Gotta wash my face. Sleeping in makeup is a sin."
The midnight-haired being obliges you as he carries you into the bathroom, setting you down in front of the sink before he perches on the edge of your bathtub to watch you work. You go in on your eyes and lips with a bottle of liquid remover and cotton balls, following up with some facial wipes. You frown at your reflection while you're on your fourth wipe, unable to ignore the nagging in your head that argues that since you've gotten this far, you really ought to wash your face properly. Your hands are slathered in cleansing balm before you realise that you forgot to tie up your hair.
"Hold my hair back, Morph?" Morpheus is silent as he stands behind you to oblige you, and you watch his reflection in the mirror as he smooths your hair back with both hands before gathering your locks in one hand.
"Cheers, dear." you murmur as you rub the melted balm over your face.
You rinse and repeat with cleanser before following up with moisturiser. A few moments of silence pass when you turn to face Morpheus, blinking up at him.
"I need to pee." you announce before shoving the unsuspecting Endless into the hallway and closing the door behind you.
Morpheus has no time to react and you crack the door open like an afterthought as you peer through the gap. "You're still tucking me in, right?"
"Yes."
"Cool."
The door shuts again, soon followed by the sound of the toilet flushing, then running water. The door flings open and Morpheus is greeted with the sight of you brushing your teeth. You mumble around your toothbrush, using your free hand to guide Morpheus' hand to your hair. He gets the gist, because by the time you're standing in front of the mirror, he's holding your hair in a ponytail again. He lets go as you turn to face him.
"I need a shower, but I'm too lazy."
Morpheus lifts his hand and you're captivated by the stardust that swirls around you. When it lifts, you're in your favourite sleepwear and feeling more squeaky-clean than you ever have in your life.
"Did you just -" you cut yourself off as you run your hands along your arms, through your hair and sniff the collar of your shirt, "did you just glamour magic me clean?"
"Yes."
"How amazing." your voice is hushed as you breath out.
"What was that?" you're oblivious to the amusement that tugs at Morpheus' lips.
"How amazing!" you repeat louder, looking up at Morpheus with wide eyes.
"Will you go to bed now?"
"Yes!" you grin as you put your hand on Morpheus' shoulders before you jump up to wrap your limbs around him like a koala, "I'm ready!" The huff of his breath almost sounds like laughter as his hands grip your thighs, turning on his heel to finally carry you to bed. You gasp as he sets you down and pulls the covers over you.
"Ooh, you're tucking me in~"
"Yes, Your Grace."
"I love it." you grin up at Morpheus before patting the spot next to you, "come here, Morph."
Morpheus sits next to you and you shake your head as you pull the blanket out from under him, "No, lie down. I don't want you sitting near my face. What if you fart?"
"(Y/N), I am Endless. Endless do not -"
"Lie down, please!" you smack the bed as you raise your voice, feeling quite pleased with yourself when the Dream Lord complies.
You shimmy over to his body, throwing your leg over his as you lie your head on his shoulder, curling an arm around his chest.
"This feels nice," you smile as you close your eyes.
Morpheus doesn't respond, but a few moments later you feel his hand rise from your shoulder to stroke your hair and it makes you melt into him even more.
"Ohhh...I love you." you mumble into his coat.
"What did you say?"
"I love you. Please don't stop doing that." your eyes refuse to open as you feel yourself drift further and further into sleep with each stroke.
"Sleep well, (Y/N). I will meet you in The Dreaming."
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Mistletoe Magic
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Christian Pulisic x reader
You find yourself caught under the mistletoe with Christian.
Wordcount: 1500+
Requested: No
Warnings: Swearing
You wander up to the door of the house marked by the address Christian sent you earlier. Adjusting your hair slightly and taking a deep breath, you knock on the door and wait for someone to answer.
"Hey you, I'm glad you could make it," Christian engulfs you in a hug, placing a light kiss to your cheek. He accepts the beer and small bag of snacks you brought as a thank you for the invitation.
"Thank you for inviting me," you smile at him as you remove your coat and hang it in the small closet in the entryway of his house.
"I would've invited you to stay if I had known you were going to be in Milan," he narrows his eyes at you.
"It was kind of a last minute change of plans, and I didn't want to impose," you offer him a smile.
"You're never imposing, you know you're always welcome to stay anytime, y/n," he says as he leads you into the kitchen, you noticing the traditional Christmas decor scattered around.
Your job as a travel blogger means that you hop around quite a bit. You'd stayed with Christian several times in London since it was a good starting out point for many of your adventures, but you haven't visited him in Italy until now.
"So what brings you to Italy for the holidays?" he asks, pouring you a glass of wine while he opens a beer.
"I'm writing something on Christmas markets," you shrug at him, "I wasn't supposed to come here actually, but needed to make some alterations due to a few things, so here I am."
"Well, you know I'm always glad to see you," he smiles, a genuine smile.
Your friendship with Christian started several years ago, right after his move to Chelsea. You both happened to be at the same event one evening in London and found a small bit of comfort in having someone from "home" close by.
You often spent time with him when he was home during the summers, blocking off a week or so from your travels to be able to visit him. You had become friends with several of his friends and things were just easy between you.
You both took a bit of heat for the natural flirtation that seemed to flow back and forth, but never had it gone beyond that. You were friends with him, not someone he grew up with, but someone who had earned his trust over a period of time and vice versa.
"I think you invited me here early because you wanted someone to do the dirty work for you," you chuckle as you arrange various platters of food for the twenty or so guests he had invited over for a small holiday gathering.
"We might have time for some actual dirty work," he quips at you as he glances at the time on his watch.
"Aww, the Italian model scene not to your taste?" you grin as you chunk an grape at him which he somehow manages to catch in his mouth.
"Honestly, I haven't had much time for all that," he shrugs, "been trying to get settled in here and really trying to stay focused right now."
"Well, you seem to be settling in just fine," you smile softly at him as you finish the last tray.
He turns on some Christmas music and grabs your hand and twirls you around a couple of times, both of you laughing as you dance and sing along.
As the other guests start to arrive, Christian introduces you to some of his new teammates as well as their significant others. You also greet his former Chelsea teammates you had met previously as well as his international teammates, a couple of them having made the trip from Turin for the party.
"It's good to see you," Weston grins as he gives you a warm hug.
"Yeah, you too, Wes," you roll your eyes at the mischevious look on his face.
"He made a move yet?" he nods towards Christian who keeps glancing over to you, curious as to what his friend could possibly be saying that has you looking slightly flustered.
"What? No! He would never, you know we aren't like that, at all," you shake your head.
"You sure? I mean, I've never seen two people flirt as relentlessly as you guys do and never take it any further," he narrows his eyes at you.
"Well, that's just how we are, harmless flirtation, that's it," you offer him a beer.
"You spending the holidays here with him though?" he continues pressing you.
"I'm in Milan, writing for my blog, he didn't even know I was here until he saw my story yesterday. I have my own hotel, so no, I'm not 'spending the holidays with him'," you use air quotes to mimic his previous statement.
"That's a shame, I'm sure he'd love unwrapping you as a gift on Christmas morning," he chuckles as you swat at him.
You continue chatting with people as the night carries on, engaging in a few drinking games and you and Christian carrying on your usual flirtatious banter.
You head to the bathroom and when you return, everyone has moved from the kitchen and dining area over to the living room to continue playing party games.
Christian is leaning in the doorway between his living room and kitchen, looking at his phone when you approach him and wrap your arms around his waist and tuck yourself under his arm as he naturally moves to drape it over your shoulder.
"This has been a good party, Chris," you smile up at him, "I've had fun getting to know everyone and catching up with some of the others."
"It has been fun, hasn't it?" he smiles back at you, "I hope Wes hasn't given you too much grief."
"Oh, I can handle him, you don't have to worry about that," you shake your head.
"Oh, I know, if anyone can take him down a notch or two, it's you," he chuckles.
"Hey, you two," you hear Wes shout over everyone, "look up," he grins.
The two of you look up simultaneously, before your eyes widen and meet with Christian's.
"Fuck, I forgot I put that there," he stares at you, suddenly unsure of what he should do.
"Well, I'm pretty sure it's bad luck if you are caught under the mistletoe and don't kiss, so..." you trail off.
"Yeah, I think so too, and I mean, we don't want bad luck following us around do we?" his eyes flick from your eyes down to your lips and back to your eyes.
"But we don't have to, if you don't want to, y/n, I don't want to force you into anything," he looks at you sincerely.
"It's just a kiss under the mistletoe, Christian," you smile softly at him as you move your hands around the back of his neck and inch closer to him.
"It's probably full of nargles, anyways," you grin as he closes the distance and you hear him chuckle under his breath.
"You sure?" he asks one more time, his lips mere millimeters from yours.
You nod and close your eyes, pressing your fingers into the back of his neck and encouraging him to close the gap.
His lips brush against yours softly and timidly, before he slides his hand up to cup your jaw and pull you into him a bit further. You kiss him back, slightly surprised at the immediate butterflies that erupt in your stomach.
The kiss lasts a few more moments before you both pull away and smile shyly at one another.
"About damn time," Wes whistles at you.
It suddenly hits you what just happened, Christian kissed you, albeit somewhat forced by holiday superstition, but he still kissed you, and you kissed him. And you didn't expect to like it as much as you did.
You quickly rush down the hallway and into the first room you find, shutting the door behind you, needing a few minutes to get a grip on everything.
You lean with your back against the door as you take a few deep breaths, closing your eyes and calming yourself before you get too overwhelmed.
You hear a soft knock at the door, "y/n, are you in there," you hear Christian ask quietly.
You turn and open the door, letting him in before quickly closing it behind him.
"Are you ok?" he looks at you, his eyes full of concern, as he moves to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.
"Yes, no, I don't know," you sigh, leaning into his touch as he cups his hand along your jaw.
"It wasn't supposed to feel like that when you kissed me," you breathe out, "I wasn't supposed to feel anything, it was supposed to be a kiss between friends under the mistletoe, no big deal."
"It wasn't supposed to feel like what?" he asks quietly. "Wasn't supposed to feel like butterflies and fireworks and like your insides were suddenly on fire?"
You look up at him, curious to know if he was telling you he'd had the same unexpected reaction.
"Because, that's what I felt a few minutes ago, and I'm kind of hoping you felt it too," he says leaning his forehead against yours.
"Yes, I felt it too," you close your eyes.
"Want to see if that was just a one time thing?" he whispers against your lips, smiling when you pull him closer to you and connect your lips back to his.
This kiss is different from the first, it's not shy nor timid, it is full of certainty and desire. He kisses you like you are the oxygen he needs to breathe. He runs his tongue along the seam of your lips, silently asking for entrance, and moans softly into your mouth when you allow his tongue to press against yours.
You can't deny he's a good kisser as you sink further into one another, tangling your fingers into the hairs at the nape of his neck, and damn it, he knows what he's doing with his tongue. You have to stop your thoughts from running away with themselves as the two of you allow your hands to roam over one another's bodies, gripping each other as closely as you can.
You pull away from one another breathless and dizzy, a grin spreading on both of your faces.
"Definitely not a one time thing," he chuckles pecking you on the lips again.
"No, I don't think so either," you shake your head.
"So what now?" you ask him, realizing this has just changed everything between you.
"Now, I think we have to go back to the party," he sighs, "but I want you to stay later so we can talk."
"Ok," you nod.
"Would you consider staying the night?" he grins cheekily at you.
"I might, but don't get too far ahead of yourself," you grin back at him.
"No, no, that's not what I meant. I mean I would like for you to stay, and talk, and keep kissing me like that, but we don't have to do anything else until we figure things out," he says quietly, placing another delicate kiss to your lips.
"I think I can handle that," you lean your head against his chest, listening to the way his heart is pounding.
"Ok, so let's figure out a polite way to kick everyone out," he chuckles kissing you one more time before opening the door and ushering you back towards the other guests.
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The Best News of Last Week - June 13, 2023
1. U.S. judge blocks Florida ban on care for trans minors in narrow ruling, says ‘gender identity is real’
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A federal judge temporarily blocked portions of a new Florida law that bans transgender minors from receiving puberty blockers, ruling Tuesday that the state has no rational basis for denying patients treatment.
Transgender medical treatment for minors is increasingly under attack in many states and has been subject to restrictions or outright bans. But it has been available in the United States for more than a decade and is endorsed by major medical associations.
2. Eagle Who Thought Rock Was an Egg Finally Gets to Be a Dad
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A week after their introduction the cage where the little eaglet was put, was removed so the two could interact more closely. When they were given food, a whole fish for Murphy and bite-sized pieces for his young charge, rather than each eating their separate dish, Murphy took his portion and ripped it up to feed to the baby.
3. Little penguins to reclaim Tasmanian car park as city-based population thrives
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Not far from the centre of Tasmania's fourth largest city, a colony of the world's smallest penguins has been thriving, and their habitat is about to expand into an existing car park.
The bright lights and loud noises of Burnie have not been a deterrent for hundreds of penguins who set up home on the foreshore in the north-west Tasmanian city.
4. Latest population survey yields good news for endangered vaquita porpoise
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The resilient little vaquita marina appears determined to survive the illegal fishing that has brought it dangerously close to extinction, according to the latest population survey. Despite an estimated annual decline of 45% in 2018, the endangered porpoise appears to be holding steady over the last five years, according to a report published Wednesday by the International Union for Conservation of Nature.
5. 'Extinct' butterfly species reappears in UK
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The species, previously described as extinct in Britain for nearly 100 years, has suddenly appeared in countryside on the edge of London. Small numbers of black-veined whites have been spotted flying in fields and hedgerows in south-east London. First listed as a British species during the reign of King Charles II, they officially became extinct in Britain in 1925.
This month they have mysteriously appeared among their favourite habitat: hawthorn and blackthorn trees on the edge of London, where I and other naturalists watched them flitting between hedgerows.
6. Colombian is a hero in Peru: he rescued 25 puppies that were about to die in a fire
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During a structural fire that occurred in a residential area of ​​Lima in Peru, a young Colombian became a hero. The Colombian, identified as Sebastián Arias, climbed onto the roof where the puppies were and threw them towards the community, that was waiting for them with sheets and mattresses. "I love them, dogs fascinate me," said the young man.
7. World-first trial for pediatric brain cancer
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Researchers in Australia are conducting a world-first clinical trial for children diagnosed with ependymoma, a rare and devastating brain cancer. The trial aims to test a new drug called Deflexifol, which combines chemotherapy drugs 5-FU and leucovorin, offering potentially less toxic and more effective treatment compared to current options.
Ependymoma is the third most common brain tumor in children, and current treatments often lead to relapses, with a high fatality rate for those affected. The trial, led by researcher David Ziegler at the Kids Cancer Centre, has received support from the Kids with Cancer Foundation and the Cancer Institute NSW. The goal is to find a cure for every child diagnosed with ependymoma.
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Matildas star Steph Catley was at a training camp for club side Arsenal when a nutritionist blurted out the news: Sam Kerr had ruptured her ACL while at a Chelsea training camp in Morocco.
“I literally felt like someone had stabbed me in the stomach,” Catley said.
“My stomach fell. I just felt really emotional really quickly just because I felt really removed from it and I couldn’t go and see her and I couldn’t speak to her in that moment.”
Women’s soccer is booming. Before her injury, Kerr, the Matildas captain, and Catley, the vice captain, were part of an Australian side that captured the nation’s attention in the Women’s World Cup in 2023. The Arsenal defender then flew back to London where she played in front of record crowds in the Women’s Super League, including 59,042 at the Emirates Stadium against Kerr’s Chelsea in December.
But that boom is hiding a serious issue.
As a female athlete, Catley is no stranger to serious injuries among her peers. As well as Kerr’s injury, Holly McNamara was called up for the Matildas last year but did her ACL. At Arsenal alone, four stars suffered ACL injuries in the space of just six months: Lionesses captain Leah Williamson, WSL’s record goalscorer Vivianne Miedema, European Championship Golden Boot winner Beth Mead and Austrian international Laura Wienroither.
Catley says the foundations of women’s soccer are not developing fast enough to keep pace with the product.
“Obviously it’s what we absolutely love doing, but I think now that the game is at a point where the standard is so, so high and the games are so challenging and physically demanding [that] a lot of teams and a lot of clubs don’t have facilities and don’t have the right calibre of staff that can keep players healthy and strong,” she said.
“They don’t have the facilities to cater for the amount of demand and the pressures that are on the women’s game now.”
On the eve of Williamson’s return to the playing squad late last month, the 26-year-old defender said the current calendar and demands on female footballers were unsustainable.
“We’re not bred for this. We get to October and girls are saying ‘I’m tired’ because you’re carrying so much from the previous season,” Williamson told UK’s The Telegraph.
“We are driving ourselves into the ground, so some sort of solution needs to be found soon, in terms of the schedule, otherwise it’s not sustainable.”
ACL ruptures disproportionately affect female athletes at a rate 3-6 times greater than their male counterparts.
Research into ACL injury prevention and causation is ongoing and newer reports suggest an intersection of risk factors of intrinsic (anatomy, physiology, biomechanics and hormones) and extrinsic factors (training, conditioning, preparation, facilities and resources).
While Catley was hesitant to speak on the causation of ACL ruptures as she was not an injury expert, she said there was no room to properly switch off mentally or physically on the merry-go-round of the calendar year, putting a lot of strain on the resources available.
“I don’t know if A, B and C leads to this. But yeah, it does logically make sense that if there’s that much demand and not enough support and not enough foundations underneath that people break down mentally, physically, in every way possible,” said Catley.
“I think that’s human and that’s the way bodies work.”
Some English clubs can play as many as three games a week during the height of the season when the WSL, Champions League, FA Cup and League Cup calendars are running concurrently. The additional travel, plus the demands of national camps and tournaments, can further complicate schedules. Major tournaments occur in most WSL off-seasons, including a rotation of Olympics, World Cup and regional championships such as the Asian Cup, meaning most players will get one off-season free every four years.
When Matildas defender Ellie Carpenter ruptured her ACL just over a year out from the World Cup during Lyon’s Women’s Champions League final win over Barcelona, she referred to it months later as a “blessing in disguise”.
“I really needed this break. I was very fatigued, I’ve played a lot – a lot – of football in the last year and a half. I was just on the verge of [being] burnt out, really,” she told Forbes last March.
“The injury came, and, obviously, it was disappointing but at the same time, it was the perfect time for me to reset, get stronger, have a rest, have an off-season that I never really have had.”
In Kerr’s absence, Catley will captain the Matildas for the final Olympic qualifiers in Melbourne on February 24 and 28 against Uzbekistan and, if they progress, again at the Olympics in July. Catley did the same in Kerr’s absence for the first half of the World Cup.
Catley said as a kid, she never thought captaining a women’s team at the Olympics would even be possible. But now it is, it’s a “pinch me” moment.
“To be honest, even having that honour at the World Cup was extremely special and something that I’ll remember for the rest of my life, and cherish for the rest of my life, because it’s stuff that you dream of, really.”
But before she flies to Melbourne, for a 48-hour stop to play the first qualifier, she is deep in the thick of an Arsenal campaign for the title.
The club is looking almost back to full strength after regaining Mead, Miedema and Williamson this season, and sit third on the table, below Chelsea and Manchester City.
Catley said the title race was heating up. And while in the past seasons her side has struggled in those bigger games, this year they’ve done well against top opponents – but let others slip that they’d usually win. This is best summed up by their 4-1 win over Chelsea in December and then a 1-0 loss to Tottenham the following week. On Sunday, they lost to relegation-threatened West Ham.
“You’ve got some incredible teams that are also in form and if anyone drops points at any point, it’s like sharks,” said Catley.
“It’s just so, so close.”
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Who is.....Jonothan Starsmore | Chamber? - A Reading Guide
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Jonothan "Jono" Starsmore is an X-Men affiliated mutant from Marvel comics first introduced in 1994. A native of London and explicitly connected to the grunge scene, Jono has always been the pinnacle of the "bad boy with a heart of gold" trope- the only difference being that in place of a heart he has a furnace of psionic energy. Jono is best known for being part of Generation X (the team he was introduced with) but has also been an official member of the X-Men. The manifestation of his powers left him disfigured and destroyed many of his internal organs as well as his jaw, leaving him unable to speak verbally, requiring him to utilize his psionic abilities to communicate telepathically. Jono's story chronicles one of self-acceptance and is one I'd highly recommend!
Below is a complete list of Jono's appearances as of 24. November. 2023, complete with links!
Generation X: A new team of mutants under the leadership of Sean Cassidy (Banshee) and Emma Frost (The White Queen) is formed at the Massachusetts campus of the Xavier Institute. The goal of this team is to earn an education and learn how to become the next generation of X-Men- their focus is not to fight villains.
Generation X (1994) #1-3 X-Men (1991) #41 <- This is part of Legion Quest which is expounded on here in my Legion reading guide - the whole event is covered in like 6 issues and is imo very worth the read as one section of it can be a bit confusing out of context Generation X (1994) #4-6 Wolverine (1988) #94 Uncanny X-Men (1981) #Annual '95 Generation X (1994) #7-9, Annual '95, 10-11 X-Men (1991) #49 Generation X (1994) #12-21 X-Men (1991) #Annual '96 Generation X (1994) #22-23, Annual '97 Incredible Hulk #Annual '97 Generation X (1994) #25-31 Marvel Team-Up (1997) #1 Generation X (1994) #32-40, Underground Special 1998, 41 X-Men Unlimited (1993) #20 Generation X (1994) #42-49 Generation X/Dracula #Annual '89 Generation X Holiday Special (1999) #1 Generation X (1994) #50 X-Man (1995) #50 Generation X (1994) #51 X-Men Unlimited (1993) #23 Generation X (1994) #52-56 Wolverine (1988) #141 Generation X (1994) #57-58, Annual '99, 59 New Warriors (1999) #5 Generation X (1994) #60-70 Uncanny X-Men (1981) #388 Generation X (1994) #71-75
Poptopia, a Delayed Joining of the X-Men, his own mini, etc.: Following graduation from the Massachussetts Academy, Jono was offered a position on the X-Men but declined instead going to London. After an unfortunate romantic entanglement Jono would return to the X-Men.
Unanny X-Men (1981) #395-398 The Order (2002) #5-6 Uncanny X-Men (1981) #399-400, Annual 2001, 402-407 Marvel Universe: The End (2003) #1, 5 Uncanny X-Men (1981) #408-409 Chamber (2002) #1-4 Uncanny X-Men (1981) #422-423
Defections + Countdown to Zero and House of M/M-Day: After altering reality so mutants were the dominant race, the Scarlet Witch then changed reality again, this time attempting to rid the world of the mutant gene, by casting another spell, "No More Mutants", de-powering the vast majority of mutants.
Weapon X (2002) #15-21 Generation M (2006) #1 New Excalibur (2006) #9
Secret Invasion: TW: THIS EVENT IS TIED PRETTY HEAVILY INTO ANTISEMITIC TROPES PROCEED WITH CAUTION The premise of Secret Invasion is that the Skrull empire, in a bid to take control of earth, replaces several super-powered humans/humanoids on earth with Skrulls.
New Warriors (2007) #2-20
Age of X: The mutants are almost extinct, tortured by a strike force led by Colonel Graydon Creed. The first signs of the Age of X appeared in X-Men: Legacy #244; the events were removed from the Earth-616 mainstream continuity, with no memories of the alternate lives. If you've taken a look at my David Haller Reading List you'll see this event explained as "David’s desire to be loved forces him to grapple with reality," and as a story that "places David in a role where he has to choose between a false universe where he is considered a beloved hero and reality where he must choose to be a hero despite the fear others feel about him." While that is the base of the event Jono also has some great moments to shine!
Age of X: Alpha (2011) #1 X-Men: Legacy (2008) #245 New Mutants (2009) #22 X-Men: Legacy (2008) #247 New Mutants (2009) #24 X-Men: Legacy (2008) #248 Wolverine and the X-Men (2011) #Alpha and Omega X-Men: Legacy (2008) #264-265
Avengers vs. X-Men: When the Phoenix Force approaches Earth, Hope Summers is assumed its next host. The X-Men and the Avengers are divided on how to handle the situation. The X-Men believe that the Phoenix Force will herald the rebirth of the Mutant Species, while the Avengers believe that it will bring an end to all life on Earth. This leads to a war between Marvel's two powerful superhero factions.
Wolverine and the X-Men (2011) #9-10 X-Men: Legacy (2008) #266-267
Jono's Miscellaneous Adventures: (which somehow keep involving David Haller?) This is now in with Legion: Son of X and the lead up to Krakoa! Jono does a lot of different things in this period (including Gen X Vol. 2) but things are a little more calm until War of the Realms.
Wolverine and the X-Men (2011) #19 X-Men: Legacy (2013) #2-6 X-Men (2010) #40-41 X-Men: Legacy (2013) #11-12 Wolverine and the X-Men (2011) #29 X-Men: Legacy (2013) #13-14, 22, 24 X-Men: No More Humans (2014) #1 Nightcrawler (2014) #3-4 Uncanny X-Men (2013) #600 Generation X (2017) #1-9 Phoenix Resurrection the Return of Jean Grey #1-3 Generation X (2017) #85-87 X-Men: Gold (2017) #30 Old Man Logan (2016) #39 Mr. & Mrs. X (2018) #6 Uncanny X-Men (2018) #11, 14-15, 17-18 Unbeatable Squirrel Girl (2015) #37
War of the Realms: Following the return of the Dark Elf, Malekith, from imprisonment, he ignited a civil war in his homeworld of Svartalfheim and emerged crowned as king. Malekith additionally began assembling a league of allies from across the Ten Realms, eventually forming the Dark Council which included among its ranks Dario Agger, King Laufey and Loki. If this doesn't sound like an X-Men plot that's because it's not, but the X-Men sure did get a tie-in and Jono's in it.
War of the Realms: Uncanny X-Men (2019) #1-3
Krakoa at last!: The following issues detail Jono's time on Krakoa and his role on the island.
New Mutants (2019) #1-2, 5, 7, 9-11 X of Swords: Destruction (2020) #1 New Mutants (2019) #15-18 Marvel's Voices: Identity (2021) - B Story X-Men Unlimited Infinity Comic (2021) #1, 3-4 Phoenix Song: Echo (2021) #1 New Mutants (2019) #24 Legion of X (2022) #1 X-Men Unlimited Infinity Comic (2021) #39-40 New Mutants (2019) #26 Legion of X (2022) #3-5, 7-8 X-Men: Unlimited Infinity Comic (2021) #79 X-Men: Before the Fall- Sons of X (2023) #1
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This story reminds me of a movie I heard about when my Dad was still flying the SR-71 called “The Russians are coming! The Russians are coming!
In 1977, Buz Carpenter and John Murphy’s TDY at Mildenhall, United Kingdom, was extended to support the air tattoo celebration of the Queen's silver jubilee open house. This would be the first public display of an SR-71 since the record-setting speed record in 1974 from New York to London in under two hours
The SR-71 would be part of the static display but roped off so that people could not touch the aircraft. We were advised that, indeed, the Russians were coming. To prevent the Russians or anybody else from exploiting the display. No sensors were left on the aircraft, all fuel had been removed from the tanks, and the plane was heat-soaked to an ambient temperature to prevent infrared cameras from discovering the aircraft's secrets, internal structure, and support systems. We four crewmembers Buz Carpenter, John Murphy, JT Vida, and Tom Alison were standing around the aircraft, answering questions from the crowd when sure enough the Russians showed up in numbers. They took numerous regular and infrared photos. Some of the Russians even had hidden microscopes.
They were a site to see coming up like a convey of quails. It looks like the Salvation Army had outed them. Their dress sense was from a 1930s movie about American mobsters. They were wearing double-breasted suits made from a rougher cloth than one normally sees.
The head of the Soviet delegation is a former MiG-23 fighter pilot who’s quite relaxed and talkative in his demeanor. He asked John and me to drop in on Vladivostok ( the USSR) as a gesture of peaceful relationship.
We just quipped “please forward that request to our state department” 😆. Buz Carpenter
I found this story in Paul Crickmore‘s new book Lockheed Blackbird Beyond the Secret Missions, the missing chapters.
Linda Sheffield
@Habubrats71 via X
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Aisha Jung, 50, said she lost her job at the organisation’s London office after she objected to the award of the status, arguing that Navalny had also incited violence against Muslims.
She highlighted a 2007 video in which Navalny rails against “cockroaches” while images of apparently Muslim men were flashed on screen. He then goes on to “shoot” an actor playing an attacker who seemed to be wearing traditional Muslim clothing. Jung said: “Let’s be very clear, he advocated shooting dead Muslims.”
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In another video, Navalny dressed as a dentist, appearing to compare immigrants to rotten teeth.
Jung said that Navalny’s case compared unfavourably with that of Nelson Mandela, who had prisoner of conscience status removed in 1964 when he was convicted of offences related to the armed struggle against South Africa’s apartheid regime.
She also claimed that Uganda’s main opposition leader, Bobi Wine, was denied the status because of past homophobic comments, despite his more recent comments advocating tolerance.
Aisha is currently crowdfunding to pay the legal fees needed to call Amnesty International accountable. You can help her here:
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