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anonymous asked:

Ok M since its a slow day, have you noticed that its only since the D that B has really gotten into the big $ ventures? OleRed and smithworks is where he isnt just being the spokesperson, he's really putting his whole life/career behind it. Both have the potential to blow up bigtime - in either direction 😂 Its like he's suddenly found self confidence and motivation. I like it.

I hadn’t really thought about it until you pointed it out! I was starting to think “well, he had the Pizza Hut thing and Gildan and…” but you’re right–those are just spokesmen gigs and not the same scope of what he’s doing with Smithworks and especially Ole Red. I think it’s a combination of feeling confident and being at a point in his career where he 1) has the star power to pull it off and 2) is setting up some projects that will be ongoing after The Voice has run its course.

– M

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A List of Things Donald Trump Has Done - Week 1

Trumps actions stand alone in their absurdity, sheer danger and as he puts it “enormity” that Australian journalist and host of The Project, Waleed Aly, found that simply listing them all out loud, spoke louder than dissecting them individually. The full list includes

  1. Signed First Executive Order to Rollback Obama Care
  2. Took Control of Nuclear Codes
  3. Declares January 20 (his inauguration day) to be the National Day of Patriot Devotion
  4. The White House Spokesmen lied in his first press briefing about the size of Trump’s inauguration “The biggest in History”
  5. A Senior Trump Adviser supported the lies, claiming they were ‘Alternative Facts’
  6. Ordered the shut down of the National Park Service Twitter account after they retweeted photos comparing the sizes of Trumps and Obama’s inauguration crowds
  7. Trump planted staffers to cheer and applaud at a speech he gave to the CIA
  8. Bypassed anti-nepotism law to hire his son-in-law as a senior White House adviser
  9. His office confirmed that he’ll never release his tax records
  10. Withdrew America from the TPP (Trans Pacific Partnership). A multi-national economic deal that is seven years in the making
  11. Allegedly allowed his businesses to take money from foreign government
  12. Now is facing a new law suit for breaching the constitution.
  13. Claimed the election suffered mass voter fraud (2-3 million votes illegitimate, which no evidence supports such high numbers) specifically with regard to dead voters and voters registered in more than one states.
  14. The white house spokes men (mentioned earlier), his son-in-law (also mentioned earlier), his youngest daughter, his White House strategist and his Treasury Secretary are all registered to vote in more than one state
  15. Reinstated a global GAG rule to cut all US funding to international NGOs that offer and council women on abortion
  16. His party passed a bill that permanently bans American women from using federal funds or private health insurance towards abortion services
  17. Vowed to cut funding to Violence Against Women’s programs, National Arts and Humanities, Legal Services, Minority Business Development Programs, Public Broadcasting, and the Office of Energy Efficiency and Renewable Energy
  18. Trumps Administration removed the Spanish Version of the White House Website
  19. Deleted Website pages of Civil Rights, LGBT Rights, and Climate Change
  20. Overturned the ban on two major gas projects where a fear of water contamination, and destruction of sacred land is present
  21. Ordered a total media blackout on the Environmental Protection Agency, the Department of Agriculture and Health and Human Services.
  22. Imposed a hiring and regulatory freeze across all government agencies
  23. Except for the Military and a handful of public safety sectors
  24. Drafted orders to temporarily suspend America’s refugee intake
  25. Syria refugees face a indefinite ban on entry to America
  26. Announced plans to halve America’s Asylum Program
  27. Drafted new plans to suspend Visas from people from Iraq, Iran, Libya, Somalia, Sudan and Yemen
  28. Plans to open CIA black-sights, around the world, to reintroduce torture as an interrogation tactic
  29. Moved to redirect allocated Federal Funds to start building a $20 billion wall on the southern boarder
  30. Suggested to cancel his upcoming meeting with the Mexican President, to him publicly on Twitter, after the Mexican President refused to fund the building of the wall. The meeting was canceled
  31. Following this, he flagged a 20% tax increase to all imported goods from mexico in order to recoup the cost of the wall
  32. Stated he would publish a weekly list of crimes committed by immigrants
  33. Stripped Federal Funds from US cities that provide sanctuary for Illegal Immigrants
  34. Laid the legal ground work for mass deportation

It can be easy to lose track of what is happening with Trump at the moment, but it is vital that, if you hope you fight back, even so much as build a healthy opinion on him, you know what he is doing. So please, read every entry on this list. In a single week, Trump has done more unimaginable things that people give him credit for. This has been a week, people. There are still over 200 left, at the least

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pairing: yoonkook x reader

 genre: soulmate!au, college!au, basketball player!yoongi, angst, smut, some fluff, poly!yoonkook x reader

 rated: 16+

 word count: 3,679 words

 warnings: smut, daddy kink, dom & sub tones, dirty talk, light spanking, name calling, public sex, office sex, begging, praise

 preface: au where when you look in the mirror you can only see your soulmate in the reflection

 Part 1

After the encounter with Jungkook you feel like you have hope. The first time he’d seemed adamant, but this time he seemed vulnerable. You feel like you have part of the puzzle that tells you why Jungkook is the way he is but fuck if you aren’t desperate to know the rest. You haven’t given up on him and you feel like he hasn’t given up on you either and on your elder soulmate.

 ‘Y/n?’ Hyunmi calls from the bathroom whilst you’re cooking an omelette in the kitchen.

 ‘Yeah?’ you shout back, using a spoon to push the egg away from the sides of the pan.

‘Wanna go to a basketball game tonight?’ she says poking her towel-wrapped head out from the door.

 ‘Is that supposed to take my mind off things?’ you ask, arching an eyebrow.

 ‘Shut up, it’ll be fun. I love basketball.’ She continues, huffing.

 ‘Yeah, I guess, might as well.’ You shrug.

 ‘Sick.’

 Your omelette turns out sub-par, your attempt at flipping the other half over didn’t quite go to plan but fuck it –it tastes good. You don’t have any classes today but you need to make a start on your theory coursework. You start with cadences and begin at least two hours worth of melody and harmony techniques. It’s half five by the time you’re finished and you scramble to get dressed. You opt for some trendy shit, you’re pretty bold with your fashion choices (a passion of yours for creative outlet) and head of the door with Hyunmi in tow.

 When you get to the stadium it’s packed. I mean unsurprisingly considering that it’s a professional KBL game. As you and Hyunmi take your seats you notice the wood of the gym floor and your brow furrows at the familiarity of it. You’ve definitely never been here but the déjà vu is unmistakable. You shake it off. You’re clutching a large slushie and Hyunmi too as you wait for the players to come out.

 ‘It’s the Seoul Knights vs. the Incheon Electroland Elephants.’ Hyunmi states, nonchalantly. You’re pissing yourself and choke a little bit on your drink. 

‘Electroland Elephants. Are you having a fucking laugh?’ you burst out.

‘I know, like what the fuck? Moving on, I’m definitely here for the knights. Kim Namjoon is a god and I’m ready to see him live, in action.’ She’s practically swooning and you laugh at her adoration. Not many people get to see fan-girl Hyunmi and you’re glad you’re one of the few.

A few minutes later the mascots come out, pumping up their sides of the crowd with more skill than you expected. The backflips they managed to do surprised you, was basketball really this serious that they needed an Olympic gymnast for a mascot? Looked like they got a bad deal considering the costumes they had to wear.

Once the mascots have finished it’s finally time for the teams to start coming out and as they file out into the court the crowd is going fucking wild. The Knights roll of the right entrance in fire engine red and the Electroland Elephants (seriously wtf?) out of the left in sky blue.

‘There he is! Number 94. Fuck… he looks so good.’ Hyunmi points to a tall man, smiling out at the crowd, showcasing his deep dimples.

‘Wow, yeah he’s gorgeous.’ You remark, admiring his lean physique and pure beauty.  You watch the rest of the Knights as they keep coming out and notice number 7 running around the court madly, hyping up the crowd. He’s probably on of the happiest people you’ve ever seen.

Hyunmi’s watching him too. ‘That’s Jung Hoseok, he looks cute now but he’s a fucking machine in the game.’ You nod and look over the other players. It’s weird something about the uniform seems so familiar but you can’t place what it is. The last player for the Knights comes through the entrance and you grip the edge of your seat as you realise why everything seemed so fucking recognizable. There was your soulmate; he looked even more gorgeous than ever. His determined expression looked fierce and you wondered how you couldn’t have noticed sooner.

‘Hyunmi…’ you whisper, shell-shocked.

‘Yeah…?’ she answers, giving you a nervous look.

‘Th- that’s him.’ You respond.

‘What? Which one? Holy shit.’ She exclaims.

‘Number 29.’

‘Min Yoongi is your soulmate? You lucky shit.’ She gasps.

‘I- I gotta go.’ You say repeating the same words Jungkook had said to you. You scramble to gather your bag and get out of that stadium as soon as you possibly can. You can’t take your eyes off of him as you run up the steps until he’s out of sight as you reach the merch area. You lean against we wall, you can hardly breathe and your crying uncontrollably as your panic attack clutches you.

‘Y/N! Y/n, fuck come here.’ Hyunmi wraps her arms around you as you try and calm yourself down. Hyunmi rocks you gently, trying to sooth you in any way that she can. It takes at least 10 minutes for you to properly calm down.

‘You need to go see him, babe.’ Hyunmi says to you gently.

‘I’m scared. I don’t need my heart to break twice.’ You say curling even more into her as if to hide yourself.

‘But you deserve to try and fix it. Come on.’ She assures, standing away from your grasp and holding her hand out for you. You stand reluctantly and wipe the tears from your face as the two of you make your way back to your seats.

As you sit down Yoongi’s jumping up onto the hoop to score a basket and the crowd cheers madly. He looks so into the game that you can’t imagine he would see you if you did a trapeze act over the audience. The look in his eyes is sexy, he looks thirsty for a win and the fire and passion that he’s wearing on his sleeve almost turns you on. He plays point guard that much is obvious and he does a fucking good job of it. Yoongi, Namjoon and Hoseok are the clear star players half of the crowd has signs with their names up. Yoongi is popular, you’ve never really been that much into sports but Hyunmi tells you the media follow those three closely. How had you never seen him on TV or something? You guess it’s just not where you were expecting to find your soulmate.

There’s thirty seconds left in the game and the Knights need a three pointer to secure their win. 29, 94 and 7 are monsters, switching the ball between three of them so that as soon as the opponents see it with one of them it’s switched to the next. Yoongi has the ball, he has to act fast cause there are at least three elephants on him. Ten seconds on the clock. He dodges his opponent and shoots the ball over their heads. Namjoon catches it as Hoseok runs forward to the line, Namjoon aims the ball towards Hoseok and you think fuck they’ve lost it –that shot is way too obvious. Four seconds left. Namjoon abruptly passes the ball backwards to Yoongi who you hadn’t even noticed was there, all the focus being on Namjoon and Hoseok. Yoongi dribbles the ball forward. Shoots. Two seconds. Wins.

You and Hyunmi jump up cheering with the rest of the crowd and even though you haven’t quite met him yet you are so proud –your man did that! The Knights are roaring and cheering, huddling together in happiness. Hyunmi stands and begins pulling you down the steps towards the barrier where the cameras are focused on the Knights. You’d ask what she was doing but you had a pretty good idea, the anxiety twisted your stomach and felt a lump in your throat, as Yoongi’s gummy smile became clearer and clearer.

When you reached the barrier there were plenty of people calling Yoongi’s name. How the hell is he gonna notice you? He’s just scored the winning basket for one of the most important games of the season. Everyone wants to talk to him –fans, reporters, and spokesmen.

‘Right. Fuck it.’ Hyunmi states and begins to push your ass over the barrier.

‘What the fuck are you doing?’ you demand. Trying to push yourself back towards her.

‘Desperate times, desperate measures. Go over and get him!’ she urges using more force to push you over. You stumble over the side and security guards haven’t quite noticed you yet but you know it won’t be long. Yoongi’s in the center of the court, in the throng of people shaking hands with his opponents. You sprint towards him, looking like a desperate fan and a complete idiot. Security’s noticed you and you call out for Yoongi as you can feel them coming after you. His head raises and he looks around for where the voice came from. His eyes find yours just as you’re about four feet from him.

‘Oh my god…’ he says staring at you in shock.

‘I’m Y/n. I’m your soulmate.’ You say just as two security guards grip your arms ready to drag you off the court.

‘Stop! Get the fuck off her.’ Yoongi says eyes narrowed at the security guards.

They drop their hands, looking embarrassed that they hadn’t understood you were with Yoongi, not that they had any reason to. Suddenly strong arms are enveloping you around your waist as Yoongi hugs you fiercely. You breathe a sigh of relief and pull your arms out of his clutch to pull him closer. His face is burrowed in the crook of your neck and you rest his hands on top of his soft blond hair that’s pushed back by a sweatband. You stroke it gently. Quickly you notice everyone’s focus is on you, the cameras, the fans and the reporters announcing that Min Yoongi, professional basketball player has found his soulmate.

Yoongi lifts his head up and whispers into your ear: ‘I’ll get you out of here, follow me.’ He detangles himself from you and grasps your hand as he guides you towards the entrance you’d seen him come from before the game. The questions of the crowd being screamed at you fade away as you enter what appears to be an office.

‘Fuck, I like really want to talk to you but I’m all gross so let me shower and then… we’ll talk?’ he asks tentatively and you wouldn’t in a million years imagine him to be nervous.

‘Yeah, sure.’ You beam at him, he’s not a dick and you’re so happy. He turns quickly and his eagerness to get back to you is overwhelming with how much Jungkook wanted the opposite. You sit on the edge of the desk and text Hyunmi that you don’t think you’ll be back anytime soon and she wishes you luck.

Fifteen minutes later you’re still waiting for Yoongi when number 7 and 94 walk in.

‘Hey! Y/n right?’ Hoseok asks with a bright smile.

‘Yeah, hi. You guys played really well today. Congratulations.’ You respond, nervous to make a good first impression on Yoongi’s friends.

‘Ah thank you,’ Namjoon says ‘ we’re just so hyped to meet you. Yoongi’s never really been open about his love life. I think he’s always been waiting for you. I’m Namjoon by the way.’ He greets, flashing his dimples that up close, kind of have you melting a little bit.

‘And I’m Hoseok.’ He says with an equally beautiful smile. At that moment Yoongi pokes his head around the corner and makes a face as he sees the two men with you.

‘Ah, this is just unfair. You guys have probably spoken to her more than me now.’ He says, playfully bitter. 

‘Yeah, yeah, we’re going.’ Namjoon says laughing at Yoongi. Hoseok ruffles Yoongi’s hair as they exit and you’re left alone. You hop up on the desk to sit and Yoongi stands in front of you smiling with his gums bared and this looks especially cute in person.

‘Fuck, this is surreal.’ He lets out.

‘Yeah, I mean I’ve been waiting for you for a long fucking time.’ You reply and he’s looking away like he’s trying to pretend he isn’t shy, suppressing a smile. It’s funny seeing him so vulnerable; in the mirror he’s always had the air of a cool, calm guy but the other side of him is nice to see.

‘I feel like I’ve known you a really long time.’ He says gently.

‘You have.’ You smile and reach up to push your fingers through his hair like you’ve always wanted to. Yoongi leans into your touch and it feels so right between the two of you.

‘Tell me everything.’ He says suddenly. You laugh at him, not knowing where to start. You talk for hours leaning gently on each other as you talk about your childhood, all the memories of each other but you aren’t surprised when he asks.

‘Have you met him yet?’ he asks. Shit. Should you tell him? Thinking of Jungkook your heart wrenches. You can’t do that to Yoongi –let Jungkook break him worse than he has you.

‘Not yet.’

‘He’s so pretty isn’t he? I want to ruin him… and you.’ He says suggestively and you can’t help but think how fucking hot he is. He moves to stand between your legs; you’re still sat up on the desk.

‘Mm, I’d like that.’ You say, looking up at him through your lashes. You tug his shirt to pull him even closer. You’ve been waiting for this forever; you don’t feel the need to take it slow.

‘Yeah, baby? Want me to take you right here?’ he says and you hold eye contact for a moment before he bends down to capture your lips. The kiss embodies fire and passion and doesn’t stop to take it slow. Yoongi’s tongue explores your mouth and he’s fucking hungry. You bite his lip as he pulls away and groans as you do so.

‘Fuck, you’re kinda dirty aren’t you, princess?’ he says, slightly breathless as he leans down further to suck hickeys onto your collarbone. You gasp as he does so –you have a weakness for hickeys and the flick of his tongue against you makes your pussy throb.

‘Can I call you daddy?’ you say slightly nervous but desperate to do so, you’ve thought of Yoongi like that for years. He stops his actions and you worry he’s disgusted.

‘Fuck yeah you can.’ He says seeming more turned on as his grip on your waist tightens. You grin and tug his shirt up until he lifts his arms up for you to pull it over his head. He’s lean and covered in a thin layer of muscle from basketball practice you assume. His arms are thick for his size and his torso alone is an absolute turn on.

He then kneels down between your legs and pulls off your trainers before following with your skirt. There’s a wet patch on the front of your underwear and he presses his thumb against it, rubbing circles there. Your thighs try to close due to your sensitivity but Yoongi grips your thigh.

‘Keep them open for me, baby.’ He says as he begins sliding your panties off.

‘Okay, daddy.’ You say feeling the cool air hit your core, causing you to shiver.

He flings the clothing into a corner before licking a stripe through your folds and you moan at the sensation. He starts off slow: nibbling and sucking gently before he goes in. He flicks at your clit and you take a sharp intake of breath as he does so. 

‘Look how fucking wet you are, such a pretty pussy, baby. You taste so good’ he praises.

‘Ah, fuck, daddy…’ you moan as he then sucks on your clit. He’s so into it he looks like he could be enjoying it more than you are. Your hand reaches down to run your hands through his blonde hair before you grip the locks firmly. He groans as you do and moves his tongue down to your opening, thrusting inside harshly and you let out a high-pitched noise of surprise. He brings his thumb up to play with your clit and you’re overwhelmed with the two sensations. You grab at the hair at the back of his neck and thrust against his face gently. You’re practically shaking when he rubs faster at the bundle of nerves and your thighs close around his head with oversensitivity. He pulls away from your pussy and leaves sloppy hickies on your thighs before you pull him up for another kiss.

This time it’s messier and harder and you moan into his mouth. He pulls your shirt over your head as you simultaneously undo his belt and jeans before shoving them down his thighs. He pulls away to shake them from his ankles but then dives straight back in, gripping your hips with a newfound strength that you hope leaves marks in the morning. You feel his length against your thigh wishing he would just get his fucking boxers off already and use your ankles to ease them down his legs and he reaches around your back to unclasp your bra and then pull it from you.

He tugs a nipple into his mouth before biting on it. ’Mm perfect babygirl, you’re so perfect.’ You look down at his dick and can’t help but reach to his head and smooth the precum around his tip.

‘Ah, fuck princess turn over, chest flat on the desk, ass up.’ He demands and reaches to tug his boxers completely off as you follow his command. You hear him kneel down behind you and before you know it he bites your ass hard and god if you don’t want to see those bite marks afterwards. He stands and slaps your ass as if he’s watching it jiggle and you moan at the feeling. He does it again.

‘You fucking like that, huh? Daddy’s little slut.’ He says repeating the action once more before lining his erection up with your wet pussy. ‘Here we go, baby.’ He pushes in gently and you let out a shuddering breath of pleasure as he slowly eases himself in and out to stretch you. He grips your hip with one hand as he quickly slams into you. He sets a fast rhythm after that and the slap of his pelvis against your ass could be mistaken as thunder and you’re moaning like a porn star.

‘Does my dick feel good, princess? You like daddy’s thick cock pounding into you, yeah? Listen to how you’re moaning for me, like a fucking whore.’ His words are driving you crazy and you cry out at the immense pleasure. ‘Answer daddy when he asks you a question.’

‘Yes, daddy. It feels so good, I love it.’ You reply.

‘For me too baby, your pussy feels so good, so wet for me, squeezing me so good princess.’ He bends over you and presses his chest against your back, his hot breath in your ear as he continues his relentless pace. You can’t believe his stamina. He kisses your neck leaving even more hickies behind your ear and at the nape of your neck. He reaches his hand round to your chin and pushes it towards him so he can kiss you. It’s fervent and desperate.

He pulls out and you whine at the loss thinking he’s going to stop. ‘I’m coming back, turn over I wanna see your face when I make you cum.’ you roll over onto your back and he’s entering you again, somehow thrusting faster and harder. He’s staring at you so intensely and you for the hundredth time admire his features. He’s biting his lip as both of your orgasms begin to build.

You’re climbing fast when suddenly he pulls out and stays there, you whine and grasp his perky ass and attempt to pull him forward.

‘Beg for it.’ He says.

‘Fuck, please daddy I want it so bad. I need it.’ You cry.

‘What do you need, baby?’

‘Your dick, daddy. I need it in me, please, feels so good.’ He smirks, pushing in again and you feel so close it’s insane. He’s holding your thick thighs and using them to press in harder and harder and it’s then that you’re cumming. Crying out so loud Yoongi swears the pictures on the wall are shaking and he finds it so sexy. He pushes on through your orgasm, chasing his own and as his thrusts become more sloppy he spills inside of you but he keeps gently thrusting through his orgasm.

You sit up and pull his head into the crook of your neck as he breathes heavily, shook from how hard he came. Once his breathing evens he presses a kiss to your jaw and then another to your lips, this time sweet, loving, gentle. His forehead rests against yours and you watch each other as he pulls out. Your pussy clenches at the loss and Yoongi quickly reaches for your panties and pulls them onto you so none of his cum spills too much.

‘I got real lucky with you’ he says, helping you to ease off of the desk.

‘Mm, me too.’ You respond, basking in the afterglow of some good ass sex. He dresses you lovingly, taking his careful time and presses a kiss to your forehead once he’s finished. He dresses himself then before taking your hand.

‘I’m really not meant to be this soft.’ He says laughing shyly. 

‘Why not?’

‘I just mean no one would expect it from me.’ He says smiling.

‘I’m glad you are.’ You say and he turns his head away, embarrassed. 

‘Ah stop, I can’t handle it.’ He states, a soft blush to his cheeks. ‘Let me take you home?’

‘Please.’ You say and he walks you out of the office, a smile of content on both of your faces.

A/N: Hi everyone, I’m so glad so many people liked the first part?? Highkey expected no one to read it, I hope you enjoy this part just as much. Just want to let everyone know Incheon Electroland Elephants is an actual KBL team and that if you don’t like dom yoongi I’m definitely planning to explore different power dynamics throughout this series so stay tuned!  

The Silmarillion characters - Caranthir The Dark (Morifinwё, Carnistir)


“But Caranthir, who loved not the sons of Finarfin, and was the harshest of the brothers and the most quick to anger, cried aloud: “Yea more! Let not the sons of Finarfin run hither and thither with their tales to this Dark Elf in his caves! Who made them our spokesmen to deal with him? And though they be come indeed to Beleriand, let them not so swiftly forget that their father is a lord of the Noldor, though their mother be of other kin.”



nytimes.com
BREAKING: Donald Trump Jr., The Donald's eldest son, met with Russian lawyer after being promised damaging information on Clinton
Donald Trump Jr. is said to have arranged the meeting with the Kremlin-linked lawyer during the campaign after he was told he would be provided with details about Hillary Clinton.
By Jo Becker, Matt Apuzzo and Adam Goldman

Jo Becker, Matt Apuzzo and Adam Goldman at NYT:

President Trump’s eldest son, Donald Trump Jr., was promised damaging information about Hillary Clinton before agreeing to meet with a Kremlin-connected Russian lawyer during the 2016 campaign, according to three advisers to the White House briefed on the meeting and two others with knowledge of it.

The meeting was also attended by his campaign chairman at the time, Paul J. Manafort, and his son-in-law, Jared Kushner. Mr. Manafort and Mr. Kushner only recently disclosed the meeting, though not its content, in confidential government documents described to The New York Times.

The Times reported the existence of the meeting on Saturday. But in subsequent interviews, the advisers and others revealed the motivation behind it.

The meeting — at Trump Tower on June 9, 2016, two weeks after Donald J. Trump clinched the Republican nomination — points to the central question in federal investigations of the Kremlin’s meddling in the presidential election: whether the Trump campaign colluded with the Russians. The accounts of the meeting represent the first public indication that at least some in the campaign were willing to accept Russian help.

And while President Trump has been dogged by revelations of undisclosed meetings between his associates and the Russians, the episode at Trump Tower is the first such confirmed private meeting involving members of his inner circle during the campaign — as well as the first one known to have included his eldest son. It came at an inflection point in the campaign, when Donald Trump Jr., who served as an adviser and a surrogate, was ascendant and Mr. Manafort was consolidating power.

It is unclear whether the Russian lawyer, Natalia Veselnitskaya, actually produced the promised compromising information about Mrs. Clinton. But the people interviewed by The Times about the meeting said the expectation was that she would do so.

In a statement on Sunday, Donald Trump Jr. said he had met with the Russian lawyer at the request of an acquaintance. “After pleasantries were exchanged,” he said, “the woman stated that she had information that individuals connected to Russia were funding the Democratic National Committee and supporting Ms. Clinton. Her statements were vague, ambiguous and made no sense. No details or supporting information was provided or even offered. It quickly became clear that she had no meaningful information.”

He said she then turned the conversation to adoption of Russian children and the Magnitsky Act, an American law that blacklists suspected Russian human rights abusers. The law so enraged Mr. Putin that he retaliated by halting American adoptions of Russian children.

“It became clear to me that this was the true agenda all along and that the claims of potentially helpful information were a pretext for the meeting.” Mr. Trump said.

When he was first asked about the meeting on Saturday, he said only that it was primarily about adoptions and mentioned nothing about Mrs. Clinton.

Mark Corallo, a spokesman for the president’s lawyer, said on Sunday that “the president was not aware of and did not attend the meeting.”

Lawyers and spokesmen for Mr. Kushner and Mr. Manafort did not immediately respond to requests for comment. In his statement, Donald Trump Jr. said he asked Mr. Manafort and Mr. Kushner to attend, but did not tell them what the meeting was about.

American intelligence agencies have concluded that Russian hackers and propagandists worked to tip the election toward Mr. Trump, in part by stealing and then providing to WikiLeaks internal Democratic Party and Clinton campaign emails that were embarrassing to Mrs. Clinton. WikiLeaks began releasing the material on July 22.

A special prosecutor and congressional committees are now investigating the Trump campaign’s possible collusion with the Russians. Mr. Trump has disputed that, but the investigation has cast a shadow over his administration.

[…]

Since the president took office, Donald Trump Jr. and his brother Eric have assumed day-to-day control of their father’s real estate empire. Because he does not serve in the administration and does not have a security clearance, Donald Trump Jr. was not required to disclose his foreign contacts. Federal and congressional investigators have not publicly asked for any records that would require his disclosure of Russian contacts.

Ms. Veselnitskaya is a formidable operator with a history of pushing the Kremlin’s agenda. Most notable is her campaign against the Magnitsky Act, which provoked a Cold War-style, tit-for-tat dispute with the Kremlin when President Barack Obama signed it into law in 2012.

Under the law, some 44 Russian citizens have been put on a list that allows the United States to seize their American assets and deny them visas. The United States asserts that many of them are connected to the fraud exposed by Mr. Magnitsky, who after being jailed for more than a year was found dead in his cell. A Russian human rights panel found that he had been assaulted. To critics of Mr. Putin, Mr. Magnitsky, in death, became a symbol of corruption and brutality in the Russian state.

An infuriated Mr. Putin has called the law an “outrageous act,” and, in addition to banning American adoptions, he compiled what became known as an “anti-Magnitsky” blacklist of United States citizens.

Among those blacklisted was Preet Bharara, then the United States attorney in Manhattan, who led notable convictions of Russian arms and drug dealers. Mr. Bharara was abruptly fired in March, after previously being asked to stay on by Mr. Trump.

So much to say but I’ll let someone far more talented than me speak:

Dan Rather:

And then the dam broke.

A flood is coming that will shape the future of our Republic in ways no one can predict. Except that the speed with which this has all happened, just over a hundred days into President Donald Trump’s dumpster fire of an administration, means it was all very predictable. And no one who played a role in normalizing this President should be allowed to forget it.

We have news that the Department of Justice, under Deputy Attorney General Rod Rosenstein, will appoint a Special Counsel to investigate the Russia interference scandal. Apparently the President was only given a 30 minute heads up, and it came while he was interviewing new heads for the FBI. The Special Counsel will be former FBI Director Robert Mueller. These types of investigations tend to stir up more dirt than anyone thought was there. We will see if that happens now.

The stock market plummets. The White House staff is in chaos. The chorus of Republicans suddenly eager to be on the right side of history gets louder. Most of the time Washington moves in slow motion - except when it doesn’t. And this moment is one of those times. We are living in a news cycle that can be measured in nanoseconds.

And amidst the news, another blockbuster report by the Washington Post. House Majority Leader Kevin McCarthy apparently said last June that he thought Putin pays Trump. At which point Speaker of the House Paul Ryan, who was also there, stopped the conversation and swore those who were present to secrecy. When the Post asked about the incident, spokesmen for both representatives denied the story on the record. When they were informed that the Post reporters had heard a tape of the exchange, they changed their tune - saying it was a joke.

What all this makes clear is that the concerns which now threaten the integrity of our government were well known and played for cynical theater. Well the curtain may be coming down on this act of this tragedy. New actors wait to take the stage for a drama for which the script is yet to be written.

#Trump #Russia #SpecialCounsel #ComeyFiring #FBI #RobertMueller

Gilbert & Adrienne

@vanillascribblez: Hiya!! I’m sorry if I’m bothering you, but could you tell me about Adrienne and Lafayette? I really love them, and since you know a lot about them, I was wondering if you could tell me about them

Hello! I would love to share what I know. To start off, here are two resources I’d like to leave with you to give you a larger picture. First, here’s a recent post of mine addressing Lafayette’s affairs and his attitude towards his wife. Second, @sonofhistory​ did a brilliant presentation on Adrienne’s life here.  Lastly, I appreciate your patience on my tardy reply. I’d love to go into detail on some of this in other posts, but this will be kind of a generic overview to start you off.

Now then. On to the good stuff.

  • Adrienne’s family kept her in the dark about her own engagement for over a year. Because of Adrienne’s tender age (she was 14 when she married Lafayette), her mother insisted that her daughter’s betrothal was never to spoken of in the girl’s presence. She made her opinion very clear with Lafayette and his guardians, who agreed that Adrienne was too young to be considered for matrimony when the original arrangement took place. 
  • Lafayette lived with Adrienne and the Noailles family before their marriage. Adrienne’s mother suggested that he stay with them while he attended school in Paris. His close proximity to his betrothed, the mother thought, would give Adrienne the chance to develop feelings for the young man who she did not know was her fiance…and it worked. Adrienne fell head-over-heels for Lafayette during his stay in her family’s home and he, knowing that he could not divulge the secret of their engagement, noted her young age (although he was only 16 at the time) and decided to treat her like a knight would treat a little princess until he could call her his wife. 
  • Adrienne and Lafayette did not consummate their marriage immediately after the ceremony. Once again, Adrienne’s mother intervened. It wasn’t until later that they got the chance to do what comes natural…although the circumstances surrounding it were not exactly pleasant. Shortly after their marriage, Lafayette decided he would be inoculated for smallpox – a dangerous procedure in an age before proper vaccination. People often sickened from the exposure to such a deadly disease and many died from the process. Still, he insisted. A little house was rented out for that purpose and Adrienne and her mother accompanied him to be sure that he was looked after should his health turn. Luckily, it did not and by all accounts, it was here that the newlyweds finally got to get it on. Adrienne looked back on their time in this small house as one of the fondest memories in her life.
  • Adrienne gave birth to their first child, Henriette, while Lafayette was still in Europe and was pregnant with her second when he left for America. Many tongues in France wagged when the Marquis vanished to the American colonies, especially since he had all but abandoned his new family. Adrienne, however, withstood their criticism and did everything in her power to bolster his reputation regardless. She was tremendously grieved by his absence, but she never showed her feelings in public and defended him when she thought it necessary. Sadly, little Henriette passed while Lafayette was serving in the Continental Army. His second daughter, Anastasie, was born shortly after, followed by his son, George Washington de Lafayette, and a third daughter, Virginie after the state of Virginie.
  • Yes, Lafayette was involved with other women. For more on that, check the links at the top of this post.
  • Adrienne remained supportive during Lafayette’s time in the United States. Letters from Adrienne to her wayward husband take on a bit of a frustrated undertone after he returned to America from his trip to France to petition King Louis for aid and the possibility of an American alliance. His replies are more often than not apologetic. Still, she protected his reputation in France and stood by his beliefs when he was not there to defend them himself. She was not an incredibly outspoken woman, but she still put her foot down in her own way.
  • After the war, the Lafayettes were famous. In both America and France, the Marquis de Lafayette found himself dubbed a hero. American ambassadors, diplomats, spokesmen, merchants, and so many others came to stay with him and his wife and commented that while many French nobles sent their children off with private tutors, Adrienne and Gilbert ushered their kiddos into the room personally and introduced them to their guests. They also let their kids hang out with them while they entertained and let them eat with them…not typical behavior for two people of such high standing. Many who met Adrienne during this time said that she was a woman of refinement, pleasant and well-mannered. Fun fact: most Americans that came to visit Lafayette found themselves somewhat disappointed. They had expected to be treated to the finest delights French culture had to offer. What they found instead was that Lafayette had modeled his home, furnishings, customs, and even food after the American fashion. These travelers left America, arrived in France, and got…well, more America.
  • Some of Adrienne’s most heroic achievements happened during the hell-storm that was the French Revolution. Eventually, I’ll write a post about all of the specifics, but while Lafayette was arrested trying to escape the guillotine, Adrienne’s closest family was executed by the very instrument of destruction her husband had sought to avoid. She would have been killed herself had she not stood her ground before the governing authority…and had it not been for the outcry of some of her American acquaintances. When it became clear that Lafayette was not going to be released from prison, she joined him there with her two daughters. George Washington Lafayette was smuggled to America with a falsified passport. Her time there ultimately proved fatal.
  • If you’re not sure whether or not Lafayette had feelings for Adrienne, read the account of her death that he wrote. Lead poisoning that she’d been exposed to during her time in prison eventually caught up with Adrienne, but not before she had tirelessly hunted down a sizable portion of their property that had been seized during the chaos of the Revolution. In a letter some time after her passing, Lafayette explained in detail how her final few days were spent. It cut me to the quick when I first read it–it made me sob. He fills every paragraph with his grief, his adoration, and the stricken tones of a man torn from a vital piece of himself. 
  • Adrienne died on Christmas Eve, 1807…her son’s birthday. I’ll let Lafayette describe it. ‘For so long as her right hand had any power of movement left, she laid mine first to her mouth, then to her heart. My left hand had all the while been holding hers. I could feel it move, and it was as though that movement were repeating the last words she ever spoke: “I am all yours."’ ‘It was without any appearance of suffering, with a smile of sweetness on her lips and my hand still clutched in hers, that this angel of tenderness and goodness departed this life. We let our tears fall upon the lifeless body. I felt myself being led away by Messieurs de Mun and de Tracy: my dear son supported me in his arms. They let me kiss her once again, and there I bade farewell to her, and to all my happiness in this world.’ 
Superdad (Vernon)

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Type: Fluff

Request: COULD YOU DO A ACTUAL SCENARIO OF VERNON AS A DAD ON THE RETURN OF SUPERMAN❤

~I did do a reaction/scenario thing for Seventeen about them being on The Return of Superman: 1 and 2 ~


You stood in the kitchen washing your hands before you started breakfast as you looked up at the camera “this is so weird” you say to the camera. “Vernon is in for a hard two days” you tell it before heading to the fridge. You got out eggs, veggies, and a thing of porridge before a tired Hansol made his way out of the bedroom. “Good morning” you said as you made a sound. “Are you ready for this?” you ask him as he sits down at the table “of course not” he says as the two of you chuckle. “Don’t worry they should be easier than you think” you tell him. “Come here” you tell him as he quickly gets up “you’re going to heat Hudson’s porridge” you tell him as he nods. “You’ll have to learn how to cook as well” you continue as he clears his throat. “Can’t I order out?” he asked as you roll your eyes “you aren’t making our children fat because you can’t cook” you hint as you hand him the container.  

“I have a cookbook here for you” you tell him as he nods. “I’ll put my list of things to do while I’m gone” you tell him as he nods heading over to the microwave. Soon a soft cry came along “mommy” you hear getting ready to head over “I got her don’t worry” he says as he quickly makes his way to your bedroom to get Amora. He sat her down at the table before heading over to the microwave.

~

“Hello my name Hansol Vernon Chwe. I’m a father of 3” he spoke to the camera as he held his small 10 month old in his lap. “3 year old Effy. 2 year old Amora. And 10 month old Hudson” he continued as Amora came into view of the camera, well one eye and some of her messy morning hair “I am glad to have this chance to be with my children and give my wife some free time” he says as Hudson started squirming “alright alright” he said putting Hudson down. “My wife tells me compared to most children, our’s are relatively calm. And I shouldn’t have too hard of a time with them” he says as a crash sound occurs behind camera and it soon pans out to reveal the large mess of blocks now covering the floor. “She was trying to make me feel better. I know about that. Since she left this morning I’ve cleaned up at least 3 messes already and it’s not even 10 AM” he nods to himself as Hudson waddles over to him holding a block. “Please don’t make me regret it” he said to Hudson who smirked walking away from him.

~

After a few episodes Hansol was growing used to being left with his children and they were difficult but at the same time not the worse thing ever. He even began planning days out himself for him and his kids to bond with. On last weeks episode they had celebrated Hudson’s birthday as he was officially a year old and they had a cute little party that Hansol bought a blank cake for and after he wrote Hudson’s name on it he allowed his girls to decorate it but in the end they ate most of the icing. But they had a fun day so he had no problems with it. This week they were going on an outing to a park because of the lovely weather.

“Daddy, daddy, daddy” Hudson repeats over and over. Hansol smiled as he heard how cutely his son said it. They were walking through Seoul Forest before they sat down for a picnic “I met mommy here” he told his children as they were engaged in their finger foods “daddy” Hudson says again as he was now holding onto Hansol holding a apple slice. Hansol opened his mouth and Hudson pushed it into his mouth before he fell. Hansol caught him before he hit the ground and sat him back down.

“I love this” he says leaning back with a smile enjoying the warm weather, a yell came and Hansol quickly sprang to see Effy standing up scared “honey” he coos as she cried. He opened his arms as she rushes over to him “what’s wrong?” he asked as he looked around  “bee” she said pointing into the grass as Hansol looked over closely “sweetheart that’s a butterfly” he coos as he rocks her. “You’ll be fine, you can sit on my lap and I will keep you safe from all the mean bugs” he said as she nods. He leaned over and grabbed some fruit for her as she gladly takes it and starts eating again.

~

After waving you off again Hansol was left with he little misfits who seemed to be crowd pleasures to many of the people who watched. The spokesmen for their family was little Amora who rarely spoke and was often seen eating something. Not that his other children weren’t adorable, people just seemed to have a favorite out of each family.

Effy stood in front of the tent staring in at the VJ “uncle will you play with me?” she asked as he remained silent. Amora and Hudson were still asleep since it was rather early in the morning “Effy leave him be” Hansol calls as he brings her a sippy cup of juice “today we get to meet the other families you know?” he says to her as she climbs on the couch and he sits down beside her. “Others?” she asked as he chuckled “this show isn’t only about you guys” he said as he scrolled through his phone. “Why not?” she asked sassily as he turned to her. “The world can’t take you for the whole hour and thirty minutes” he responded as she pouted sitting down. 

“Who are we meeting?” she asked him as he went into his photo album pulling up the folder he created for this moment. “Okay this is Lee Joongi and his little girl Taeran she’s your age” he starts showing her the first set of people “this is Jang Dongwoo and his sons Minkyu and Woongin one is older than you and the other is Amora’s age” he then says as she nods. “Oh I forgot” he said as she smiled “uncle Junnie and Houli” she says “they’re on the show too” he tells her. “And finally Lee Soohyuk and his twin daughters and his baby daughter. Inseo and Miseo, who are your age. Then the little one is Doosim who’s younger than Hudson so we have to be careful with her” he finishes as she nods. 

~

Hansol seemed to instantly notice Houli’s signature dark curly hair as he was playing with a few of the other kids so he knew he was at the right place and the last to show up. “You brought the bag with the leash?” Junhui comments as Hansol chuckles “Hudson wanders now that he can walk” he said as he undid the tail to the bag letting his son take off running before he fell and was helped up by his big sister. “Hello” he said bowing as all the dad’s did the same. “The leash bag seems like a great idea” Dongwoo comments “before when Effy was around 2 years old and could eat solids she would leave her seat at restaurants and go bug other families for food” he states as Dongwoo laughs “my sons just leave and talk to other people” he explains as Hansol nods. 

After a while the dad’s were talking as if they were best friends. “We live in the same area?” Dongwoo asked Hansol who nodded “I think we’re only a few blocks apart” he said “I think our kids would want to hang out then” Dongwoo continues “I think my kids would like that” Hansol says. Soon Hansol felt a tug on his sleeve making him turn Amora stood there. Hansol grabbed the bag he brought and pulled out a thing of skinned apples wedges for her which she took “make sure you share” he tells her as she gave him a look. “There’s four apples worth of wedges in there. If you eat them all you’ll get sick” he calls as she started walking off. 

“You challenge her too much. This is the same girl that ate large bowl of bibimbap and side dishes at the last get together” Junhui says talking about when Seventeen last got together with their kids. “No need to worry she’s sharing” Joongi calls as they all glance over at the group of sitting kids snacking on apples. “Can Hudson already eat apples?” Soohyuk asks amazed as Hansol chuckles “not really he shoves them in peoples mouths. If he eats one it takes him like 30 minutes or so” he tells them. 

“You know since I became a parent all I could talk about is kids” Joongi continues as the all agreed. “I don’t think I go a day without telling the members of Infinite about my boys” Dongwoo tells them. “I call my wife every night we’re filming to talk about them” Junhui says as Hansol sinks into his seat “my wife sends me a text saying ‘are the kids alright?’ and if I say yes she doesn’t respond anymore” Hansol tells them as they all looked shocked “after the first few episodes she stopped being overly insane with messaging and what not. When she gets home I tell her about what we did” he continues.

Soon the younger children made their way over to them “oh thank you” Dongwoo says as Hudson gave him a slice. A large smile came to Hudson’s face as he accepted the compliment and went over to Soohyuk trying to get on his lap “Hudson-” “it’s fine” Soohyuk tells him as he let the young boy up. “Be gentle” Hansol warns as Hudson looks at 7 month old Doosim. Hudson pets Doosim’s cheeks “do you think she’s pretty?” Soohyuk asks “yeah Hudson who is the prettiest?” Junhui asked. Hudson sat there as he continued patting Doosim. “Mama” Hudson says as they all make sounds “mama is pretty” Hansol says “who’s the prettiest baby?” Joongi clarifies. 

Hudson gets down off of Soohyuk before he starts walking off “I guess it’s a mystery” Dongwoo says with a smile “no he has a crush on a member of our group, Jeonghan’s 6 year old daughter” Junhui says. “He likes older woman?” Joongi teases Hansol as he shrugs “my wife is older than I am” Hansol hums before they laugh.

~

You came back home after the 48 hours with a smile on your face. And the filming had stopped for the night and the cameras were off. You had rang the doorbell and heard yelling instantly as you came into the home. “Mama mama mama” Hudson calls pounding on the gate that blocked his path to you. “I’m coming Hudsy don’t worry” you call slipping your shoes off. “Did you guys have fun with daddy?” you ask as you got a chant of yes before walking in passed the gate. Hudson was soon attached to your leg before you picked him up. “How was meeting the other families?” you ask “it was nice. Amora shared food. Hudson touched a baby gently. Next week Dongwoo and his sons are coming over” he said as you nodded. Sitting down on the couch you were quickly grabbed and climbed on by your children who were glad to have you home. “So you went to the doctors right?” Hansol asked as you nodded. “Congratulations daddy” you tell him as his eyes widen “wait you’re kidding right?” he asked as you shook your head no.

His eyes were wide as he looked away from you. “I thought it was a stomach bug” he groaned leaning back “mama sick?” Hudson asked “no baba mama isn’t sick” you promise as he nods. “At least you don’t have to watch this one until it’s around 7 months” you tell him as he shakes his head. “Four is so many. They’re all so young” he continues as he soon had Amora on his lap. “I’m not even 30 yet” he mumbles. “Honey contain your excitement” you respond sarcastically. “Your right. I’m sorry. This is good news” he said smiling “just shocking” he finishes as he soon had hands smashing his face.

2

UTAPRI SONG CHALLENGE 8: DAY DREAM or NIGHT DREAM

The second Shining Dream CD photoshoot was in full swing. This year, STARISH and QUARTET NIGHT returned as models and spokesmen of the agency’s affiliated fashion brand, BRIGHT SHINE. The new fashion line was called Day Dream and Night Dream. However, they were not the main face of the series - but the brand specifically asked for the newly debuted Yukimoto Aya to be the centre.

As this was her first serious modelling job, the first person she approached was, of course, Ren - who had the most modelling experience under his belt. Camus was a close second, but it may not have been the best time to hear the words, “You peasant,” from the Permafrost Noble. When she expressed her worries, he only gave an benign smile and affectionately pinched her nose.

“Just relax, kotori-chan.”

Original Artist: かぢ太

Another old moodboard of mine for @feanorianweek !

Day #4: Caranthir - Prompt: Lordship.

“But Caranthir, who loved not the sons of Finarfin, and was the harshest of the brothers and the most quick to anger, cried aloud: “Yea more! Let not the sons of Finarfin run hither and thither with their tales to this Dark Elf in his caves! Who made them our spokesmen to deal with him? And though they be come indeed to Beleriand, let them not so swiftly forget that their father is a lord of the Noldor, though their mother be of other kin.” (The Silmarillion)

From the end of the Civil War until the beginning of the twentieth century, the United States witnessed the emergence of a full-fledged antisemitic society. Like the hysteria exhibited during the war, the institutionalized bigotry that developed afterwards reflected the biases of practically every stratum in society. As immigration figures soared, and as a significant Jewish presence emerged in the United States, people in every walk of life, from respectable working, middle, and upper classes to agrarian protesters, Protestant and Catholic spokesmen, and members of the lunatic fringe increasingly focused on the allegedly deleterious characteristics of Jews that they believed impinged on American lives. Having been thoroughly indoctrinated as children, and having absorbed conventional attitudes simply by living in the United States, Christians believed in the superiority of their faith and few Gentiles questioned the fact that the United States was, and of right ought to be, a Christian nation. They held on to traditional views of Jews as Christ-killers who remained obstinate in their determination not to accept the truthfulness of Christian teachings; as dishonest businessmen always out for material gain; and as strange, crass, and aloof individuals who insisted on standing apart from the community in which they lived. Thus, despite their acceptance as citizens in the United States, the Jew was “everywhere an alien.”

Leonard Dinnerstein, Antisemitism in America (1994)

“They [the super-wealthy] claim to be super-patriots, but they would destroy every liberty guaranteed by the Constitution. They demand free enterprise, but are the spokesmen for monopoly and vested interest.

“Their final objective toward which all their deceit is directed is to capture political power so that, using the power of the state and the power of the market simultaneously, they may keep the common man in eternal subjection.”

Whatever happens do not break ranks! Only if you stay together can you help each other! Understand: you have been betrayed by all your public spokesmen and your unions, which are bought. Listen to no one, believe nothing but test every proposal that leads to real change. And above all learn: It will only work by force and if you do it yourselves.
—  Bertolt Brecht, Saint Joan of the Stockyards (1931)

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Short fic (if it's not too much trouble..) of Strip's reaction to seeing Lightning's wreck?? I feel like he'd be super worried tbh.

CUE TRAUMATIC FLASHBACKS


Watching the next generation racers take over the circuit left Strip feeling conflicted. The turnover rate looked a lot like what he’d experienced when he’d started racing, so in a way, he understood what all the hype was about. But at the same time, Cal had just been forced into retirement to save his name a few weeks ago, even though he wasn’t ready to stop racing. And it hurt to see Cal hurting and down on himself.

He wasn’t at the track that day. He had no real reason to be there without Cal, and so decided to take the rest of that season off and spend time at home. Lynda was at his side, and together they were watching the live broadcast of the race.

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And then the dam broke.

A flood is coming that will shape the future of our Republic in ways no one can predict. Except that the speed with which this has all happened, just over a hundred days into President Donald Trump’s dumpster fire of an administration, means it was all very predictable. And no one who played a role in normalizing this President should be allowed to forget it.

We have news that the Department of Justice, under Deputy Attorney General Rod Rosenstein, will appoint a Special Counsel to investigate the Russia interference scandal. Apparently the President was only given a 30 minute heads up, and it came while he was interviewing new heads for the FBI. The Special Counsel will be former FBI Director Robert Mueller. These types of investigations tend to stir up more dirt than anyone thought was there. We will see if that happens now.

The stock market plummets. The White House staff is in chaos. The chorus of Republicans suddenly eager to be on the right side of history gets louder. Most of the time Washington moves in slow motion - except when it doesn’t. And this moment is one of those times. We are living in a news cycle that can be measured in nanoseconds.

And amidst the news, another blockbuster report by the Washington Post. House Majority Leader Kevin McCarthy apparently said last June that he thought Putin pays Trump. At which point Speaker of the House Paul Ryan, who was also there, stopped the conversation and swore those who were present to secrecy. When the Post asked about the incident, spokesmen for both representatives denied the story on the record. When they were informed that the Post reporters had heard a tape of the exchange, they changed their tune - saying it was a joke.

What all this makes clear is that the concerns which now threaten the integrity of our government were well known and played for cynical theater. Well, the curtain may be coming down on this act of this tragedy. New actors wait to take the stage for a drama for which the script is yet to be written.

The Alliances of Caranthir the Dark

Caranthir is interesting. He’s always seemed to me to be the most independent of the sons of Feanor (in that, perhaps even more than Maedhros their leader, he acts as an individual, independent of his brothers.) And, even more interestingly, he kind of shows character growth throughout the Silmarillion, as seen through his involvement with several alliances in the First Age.

The first mention of Caranthir as an individual (aka, acting independently of his brothers), is his reaction to Angrod introducing himself to Thingol on the Noldor’s arrival to Beleriand:

But Caranthir, who loved not the sons of Finarfin, and was the harshest of the brothers and the most quick to anger, cried aloud: “Yea more! Let not the sons of Finarfin run hither and thither with their tales to this Dark Elf in his caves! Who made them our spokesmen to deal with him? And though they be come indeed to Beleriand, let them not so swiftly forget that their father is a lord of the Noldor, though their mother be of other kin.”

This passage not only specifically characterizes Caranthir as harsh and quick to anger, but also shows that he has no interest in allying himself (or his people) to the Sindar (in fact, he shows contempt for the Sindar when he calls Thingol a “dark elf” - he’s likening him to one of the Avari, even though Thingol had actually seen the Two Trees.)

Despite this harsh reaction to Thingol, Caranthir seems to realize pretty quickly that compromises and alliances will be necessary if the Noldor are going to survive in Beleriand. His land, Thargelion, was closest to the dwarves, and so he was the first of the Noldor to meet them. And Tolkien says:

No great love was there between them; for the Dwarves were secret and quick to resentment, and Caranthir was haughty and scarce concealed his scorn for the unloveliness of the Naugrim, and his people followed their lord. Nevertheless since both peoples feared and hated Morgoth they made alliance, and had of it great profit; for the Naugrim learned many secrets of craft in those days, so that the smiths and masons of Nogrod and Belegost became renowned among their kin, and when the Dwarves began again to journey into Beleriand all the traffic of the dwarf-mines passed first through the hands of Caranthir, and thus great riches came to him.

So Caranthir proves capable of setting aside his own prejudices when he and his people stand to gain something (in this case trade from the dwarves, which probably included metal as well as finished products - including, in all likelihood, some of the most famous weapons of the age, such as Angrist and Narsil.) And from this point Caranthir seems to warm up to the idea of alliances a bit. When men first arrived in Beleriand, it seemed Caranthir wasn’t really interested in them (the Haladin lived in his land for some years, though Tolkien says “the people of Caranthir paid little heed to them.”) But then the Haladin are attacked by orcs, and Haleth led her people through a week-long siege. In the end they were saved by the arrival of Caranthir and his warriors, and after the battle Tolkien says:

Then Caranthir looked kindly upon Men and did Haleth great honour; and he offered her recompense for her father and brother. And seeing, over late, what valor there was in the Edain, he said to her: “If you will remove and dwell further north, there you shall have the friendship and protection of the Eldar, and free lands of your own.”

Haleth turned down his offer, and led her people out of Thargelion and to the west, but this is still a notable turning point for Caranthir (and all the sons of Feanor, really.) Having recognized the valor of the Edain, when the next wave of men (the Swarthy Easterlings) arrive in Beleriand, it’s Maedhros and Caranthir who form alliances with them. Though it turned out to be more harmful than helpful - the people who swore allegiance of Caranthir, led by Ulfang the Black, were secretly servants of Morgoth, and betrayed the Noldor. 

Caranthir died soon after in the Second Kinslaying at Doriath. We follow him from rash disdain, to grudging respect, to acceptance, and then to betrayal, only for him to die at the hands of the Sindar (which sort of brings us full circle, doesn’t it?)

SOURCES: The Silmarillion

991. After the war, Harry and Ron ask the Hogwarts school board to forbid students from bringing in their own brooms for Quidditch matches (to keep the richer families from buying an advantage with more powerful brooms) unless they have valid excuses like medical reasons. In exchange for giving all the Hogwarts Quidditch teams high quality brooms to use for matches and practice, Harry and Ron offer to help advertise the broom companies by being seasonal spokesmen for their ads.

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Within an unimaginably brief period of time, the attitude of many Catholics towards their past recapitulated modern Western cultural history. Beginning with an enthusiastic desire to “purify” the traditions, such people at first allowed themselves a rather cautious stance of “objectivity” towards the Church of which they were a part. This detachment, experienced in a characteristically modern way as implying “liberation,” tended to give way in time to cynicism - regarding the “institutional” Church and its traditions as merely oppressive, almost as historic conspiracies against personal freedom.
 
In this understanding, the essence of Church life becomes power relationships, and renewal ceases to have much to do with the things of the spirit (which are naive and distracting) and begins to focus on strategies whereby power can be redistributed.
 
The demand for “empowerment” now raised by women’s groups and various racial, ethnic, and cultural minorities within the Church, as well as by self-designated spokesmen for lay people’s rights, priests’ rights, deacons’ rights, etc., often betray the absence of any real concern for the Church’s inner nature and mission. It is power alone which seems real and worthwhile.
—  James Hitchcock, Catholicism and Modernity (1979)