#certificate racketeering

[naija247new]

Nigeria’s House of Reps Approves 10-Year Security Protection for Journalist Umar Audu Over Benin Republic Degree Scandal

 Abuja | May 19, 2025 ✍ By Ikenna Osuoha | Naija247news In a landmark move underscoring the growing commitment to press freedom and anti-corruption efforts, the Nigerian House of Representatives has approved a 10-year security protection plan for Umar Audu, the investigative journalist whose exposé unveiled a massive degree fraud syndicate operating out of the Benin Republic. Audu’s…

[aakhirtak]

Chennai Arrests for Fake US Visa Certificates

Aakhir Tak – In Shorts: Two individuals have been arrested in Chennai for issuing fake certificates to US visa aspirants. The accused obtained these documents from a Hyderabad-based company. Police also seized 90 fake certificates and seals. Aakhir Tak – In Depth: Chennai Police arrested two individuals for their involvement in a forgery racket. These suspects were creating fake educational…

[townpostin]

Fake Certificate Racket Busted in Jamshedpur's Mango Area

Over 50 Fake Certificates Seized in Surprise Raid by SDO Parul Singh A major fake certificate racket was uncovered in Mango, Jamshedpur, with the seizure of over 50 forged documents and the arrest of the gang leader. JAMSHEDPUR – A fake certificate racket operating from a house in Mango, Jamshedpur, was busted on Friday afternoon by SDO Parul Singh, who conducted a surprise raid with Azadnagar…

[somnoir]

As a prompt Danny after he enters Gotham for any suddenly starts growing again for the first time since the portal incident and his body instead of slowly again decides to catch up all the missing years of growing at once so Danny goes from still looking 14 to suddenly having his father's height and looking his actual age.

Growing pains.... Literally

Since his death, Danny hasn't really... Grown. His parents think he's a late bloomer, that he'll grow later in life. But it's been four years since he's died and he hasn't grown a single inch in that time.

Frostbite is kind enough to tell me that... Well... He's stuck.

He's stuck in this form until something affects his physical form. Amity, even though it's considered the most haunted place in earth, doesn't have enough ambient ectoplasm for Danny. There are too many ghosts from the realm that feed of it, too many nevermores that need it to exist. Amity feeds it's ghosts but it doesn't have enough for a halfa like him.

When he moved to Gotham for the aerospace program (plus the scholarship) he doesn't expect much from it. People still question him about his age, it almost ends with him flinging his ID and birth certificate on people and cussing them out on his height.

He had even started exploring the city. There was this one cafe he found and the owner, Lily, was an absolute angel! With a shotgun. And he met a lot of people in Lily's Eden Cafe, like this weird kid that apparently dropped out of high school. Now, Danny ain't one to judge, so he's pretty okay with Tim. Except for the fact that he was so cool and smooth on a skateboard. Danny wanted one too.

Almost a week after moving, he's suffering. His body hurts, everything aches. It's as if something inside of him was trying to break out and it's making his bones strain. Everything about it hurts.

Many days passed of Danny being delirious from the pain, barely able to register what he was doing. A week and it's like he spent a coma walking around while his consciousness was asleep, practically dead by the lack of his memories.

The next time he woke up, it's been a week since he blacked out from the pain.

There's music in the background, almost familiar. The beat is something he heard Ember compose before his eighteenth birthday, then it was practically blasted through our the Ghost Zone when the day actually came.

"Shhh! Turn that racket down!"

"Hell nah! He likes it, see?"

"The little king seems.... To......change... Gotham..."

His eyes snapped open, gasping when he saw multiple pairs of eyes looking down at him.

"He's alive!"

Danny's instincts took over in that second and he's sending a blast of ecto towards the sudden scream. More screaming. Too much screaming. His head hurt.

"Holy shit, baby pop!"

He takes a moment before he's recognizing Ember... And the hole on his wall... And his glowing hand. Shit.

"Woah, woah! Calm down."

In Danny's confused state, he could barely register Kitty and Johnny in the room. Oh, and Shadow too. But still...

"I— What happened?" He groaned, blinking slowly. "WHAT THE FUCK?!"

His voice... OH MY GOD HIS VOICE! Why was it so deep?! What was wrong with his voice? Did he have a cold or something? Or maybe it's just his morning voice—

"Congrats on your dawning!" Johnny congratulated, grinning like a madman.

"What?" ooh, that was weird, "What the heck is an dawning?"

"Ooh, baby pop!" Ember cooed, "Forgot that our little king is still pretty new to being all ghost. C'mon now, baby. Mama Ember will teach you all about ghost puberty."

"GHOST WHAT?!"

Ghost puberty was a thing apparently. He had hauled himself into the Far Frozen after yelling at the four ghosts to steal him some clothes that would actually fit him. Because his entire body felt wrong... So wrong.

He was taller now. Having shot up from 5'4" to a whopping 6'2". Everything still hurt and now all his clothes didn't even fit! Nothing looked right when he'd looked at the mirror. He was almost as tall a shis dad now—he looked almost exactly like his dad now actually. It was almost terrifying how much he resembled his dad. If he went to visit now, he's sure that his mother would have a heart attack from how quickly he had grown.

"Frostbite!" Danny practically growled and oooh... Yeah, now it sounded differently to whenever he'd end up snarling. The deepness of his voice almost intimidated him.

"Great one!" The yeti greeted, looking utterly ecstatic to see him. "Ah, I see you've finished your dawning. I offer my sincerest congrats, your majesty."

"Yeah, yeah. The fuck is a Dawning?"

Frostbite blinked, before his expression morphed into a grim one. "Oh dear... I had thought that the Observants would have deigned to explain this too you upon your coronation... Well, let us sit then, great one. This will be a long one."

To summarize it all, Ghost puberty.

A Dawning was a time every ghost went through, so long as there was enough ambient ectoplasm around them to help their forms morph into their preferred appearances. Usually, a ghosts appearance to their own mentality. Their maturity.

Apparently, Young Blood already went through a Dawning but remained in his child-like form due to his own mental age. He was a child in heart, mind, soul, and body.

Meanwhile... Danny who was still alive yet also dead, had followed on with his mental maturity. His body morphed, it changed, it adapted to how he saw himself, how he desperately wanted to become deep down in his core.

And this Danny Fenton was a 6'2" giant trying to control all his limbs that were suddenly too long, too heavy. Everything felt strange....

Tim Drake's favorite cafe was known for being neutral ground for both rogues and vigilantes. You don't fuck around Lilian's cafe or else she'll pull out a rifle and shoot you dead. So if course, Tim fucking loved the place.

Actually, many people frequented it.

He's familiarised himself with the faces of a lot of people by then. Even that scrawny new kid that arrived three weeks ago. Tim remembers Danny for how enthusiastic he was about going to collage, not even minding the madness of Gotham itself. It was like he thrived in it.

He waves at Lilian after ordering his usual, taking a seat in the corner before he's whipping out his laptop. Duke and Steph arrive soon after, immediately ordering before going off to join Tim.

Mundane things, something they all seemed to appreciate more.

The bell rings, more customers arrive and—

"Danny! Holy hell, what happened?"

Tim paused, immediately snapping his eyes towards— WHAT THE FUCK?!

Steph whistled, "Hot damn..."

Danny Fenton was a scrawny young man, shorter than Tim. Even more slim.

But whoever the hell entered the cafe was 6'2", almost as muscled as Jason, and slouching like Clark—as if he was in the wrong body. He almost dropped his drink if not for Duke gently guiding his hand down.

"Hey, Lils..."

God, what the fuck was that? What was happening? Who the hell was this awkward adonis with a voice as deep as the fucking ocean?

"Tim?" Duke waved his hand over his eyes, "Timothy? Timbers?"

"Duke, leave him alone. He's gone, never coming back." Steph snickered, shaking her head before her eyes went back to Danny, who was stuttering as he tried to order what he wanted. "But damn if I wouldn't act the same. Shoot your shot—"

Shoot his fucking shot he did.

"Hey Danny..." Tim slid up to him with a smile.

Danny blinked—woah was he tall and practically built like a fucking fridge—before his eyes brightened and a smile joined his expression.

"Hi Tim!"

Was this how Bruce felt like when he saw Clark?

Masterpost

[tinfoil-jones]

Tidbits/Facts from the "Tate Pines AU"

Total AU: Here

TLDR: Tate McGucket, originally "Tatum S. Pines" is an oops baby Fiddlestan kid concieved during Stan's drifter years, before Fiddleford was married to Emma-May. Years later Stan joins Ford and Fiddleford in the last few months of building the portal, and after Ford gets yeeted out of the dimension Fiddleford erases Stan and Tates memories of each other, and steals takes Tate because he's afraid Stan will become just like Ford.

Anyways, here's some facts or extra information that didn't make it to the main post:

Stan never ate a green M&M ever again, and he didn't know why. He didn't let anyone else have the green M&Ms either, so they always ended up tossed. (Eventually he let Soos have them)

Tate may have forgotten the entire first five years of his life - but the things he was taught in the streets never left him, it was just buried in his deep subconscious and muscle memory. Crime is his first instinct, and it became Fiddlefords problem. Some of the things Fiddleford and Emma-May have been called to the school for in regards to Tate include but are not limited to;

-Stealing teachers wallets (this was the hardest habit to break) -Hot wiring a car -Saying "oink oink" to the security officer because he mistook him for an actual cop -Black market stencil racketeering -Pyramid scheme involving hall way passes -Food aggression -Slamming his fists on the podium and saying "What are you, a cop?" When it was his turn on the Debate Team

Tate's a mama's boy, even after everything he loves Emma-May the most.

Stan holds no hard feeings for Emma-May, if anything he appreciates that she never treated Tate as anything other than her own.

While Stan was never able to get baby pictures of Tate due their vagabond lifestyle, there does exist one real photo of Tate as a baby; a mugshot from the Brewster County Police Department in Texas that depicts both Stan and a 1-year-old Tate. While it does show Tates name alongside Stan's, he was never charged for anything on account of literally being an infant. Besides his birth certificate, this is the only legal evidence that "Tatum S. Pines" ever existed.

Ford and Fiddlefords relationship eventually mends, but it takes time; Ford isn't exactly the most forgiving person.

Tatum being Fiddlefords son was something that Ford hadn't anticipated all of those years ago; when he was sequencing DNA and saw the similarities between Tate and Fiddleford, it did surprise him.

Stan made the right choice (best choice, given their circumstances) when he decided to treat Tate for pneumonia instead of himself. Tate wouldn't have survived, he didn't inherit the strong cockroach-like constitution of the Pines family.

If Dipper and Mabel come back to Gravity Falls, Tate would be want to get to know them better; but only if the twins want to.

Fiddleford and Emma-May's divorce was amicable this time around - they drifted apart and wanted different things in the latter half of their lives.

Tate's middle name did come from his uncle Stanford, but Stan denies it.

Tates love of fishing comes from Stan

Even with their half-romantic-half-antagonistic relationship, Stan rarely ever calls Fiddleford anything other than "McGucket". Partially, its out of habit, but mostly its him trying to mentally seperate his partner Old Man McGucket from the Fiddleford who betrayed him.

It took a full year for Tate to call Fiddleford anything other than "Fiddlesticks", but he took to calling Emma-May "Mama" right away. This is because, subconsciously, he knew he already had a dad.

Soos and Tate became close friends

[the-most-humble-blog]

The Prattle Paradox:

Feminism Is Not a Medical Permit to Be a Horrible F🔥cking Human

📢 Just because you're oppressed by gravity doesn’t mean you're entitled to a stranger’s attention. Sit down. Log off. And maybe touch some grass.

🧼 Exorcism Begins: The Weaponized “Empowerment” Era

There was a time feminism stood for something. Equal pay, voting rights, not being traded for livestock — all valid. All noble. What we’ve got now?

🥴 A trauma-fueled MLM run by women who think disagreeing with them is violence.

This new “wave” isn’t feminism. It’s emotional racketeering.

Hijacked by wounded Karens with a WordPress blog.

Mutated into a passive-aggressive religion where validation is God and dissent is heresy.

Preached not from pulpits, but DMs. Unsolicited. Unhinged. Unread.

You don’t stand for women. You sit in men’s inboxes screaming at memes like they killed your hamster.

📣 “Just wondering why you’d post this while women are dying in Gaza—” Girl. It’s a TikTok of a guy cooking eggs.

That’s not feminism. That’s cortisol in heels.

📉 Your Message Was Received. And Deleted. Immediately.

Let’s play out what really happens after you send that volcanic, performative, emotionally constipated DM:

Opens it mid-poop.

Sees 13 swipes of text.

Screenshots to the boys:

“LMAO she’s back again 😭”

They laugh.

Deleted.

Life goes on.

You're still typing.

Meanwhile, you think you’re a disruptor. In reality, you’re just the group chat’s court jester.

He doesn’t remember your name. He remembers the unhinged monologue you delivered over a meme about bacon. She — yes, his wife — remembers it too. Because they laughed together. At you.

👑 And you call that “holding men accountable”?

Nah. That’s emotional littering. And sis, you’re the raccoon.

😤 You Don’t Get a Personality Just by Having a Uterus

This is where we turn up the volume — because someone has to say it with their whole chest:

🛑 Feminism does not grant you moral superiority. 🛑 A uterus is not a certificate in ethics. 🛑 And trauma is not a license to be a walking internet aneurysm.

You are not a “badass.” You are just bad at communication.

And that isn’t empowerment. That’s unresolved daddy issues with a data plan.

Stop DMing strangers like they owe you closure for your last three ghostings. Stop responding to memes like you’re testifying at the Hague. Stop calling yourself “unapologetic” when you’re just unaccountable.

🪦 "But I Was Just Speaking My Truth…”

No, love. You were emotionally masturbating in someone else’s DMs without consent.

You weren’t brave. You were spam. And just because you felt “something” while typing it, doesn’t mean anyone else should have to read it.

⚠️ Feelings ≠ Facts. Your digital temper tantrum isn’t a think piece. It’s not activism. It’s desperation dressed in Canva fonts.

🧃 Why You Keep Getting Left on Read (Spoiler: It’s You)

You know that chronic ache that hits after you fire off a DM to a guy who "needs to hear the truth," only to get left on read?

That ache is called accountability. And you are severely allergic.

Men aren’t “avoiding accountability.” They’re avoiding you.

Because you don’t talk to them. You talk at them. With the tone of a divorced HR rep who hasn’t had a clitoral twitch since Obama’s first term.

And guess what?

👑 Nobody listens to someone performing pain like it’s a resume skill.

🤡 You Are the Meme Now

“This is exactly why women aren’t taken seriously—” Because you turned feminism into a skit.

You made it the punchline.

Now every time you DM a man about his “toxic masculinity,” he doesn't feel called out. He feels glad you’re single.

👏 You’re not empowering women. You’re inspiring vasectomies.

💀 If You Were on Fire, He Still Wouldn’t…

Let’s go nuclear:

If you were on fire, the man you DM’d wouldn’t piss on you to put it out.

Not because he’s evil. But because you earned that apathy.

You’ve harassed. You’ve spammed. You’ve projected. You’ve belittled. You’ve turned every space into your therapy room.

And you want him — a total stranger — to validate your trauma? Baby, even Siri tuned out.

💅 TL;DR:

Feminism ≠ moral invincibility.

Trauma ≠ authority.

Your DMs are not sacred scrolls.

No one is reading your rants except the group chat.

You’re not a movement. You’re meme fodder.

Stop being offended by things you willingly read.

**You’re not "disrupting misogyny." You’re building a highlight reel of rejection.

📣 So here’s the call:

Put down the iPhone. Pick up some self-awareness. Log off. Go outside. Touch literally anything that’s not male attention.

And for the love of cat hair — 🛑 Stop DMing men who don’t even know you exist.

⚖️⚖️⚖️ LEGAL DISCLAIMER (READ IT TWICE, KAREN): This digital content is legally protected under free speech and expressive commentary. If this triggered a full-body hot flash of rage, that’s not harassment — that’s the Constitution doing its job. This post contains nothing defamatory, discriminatory, or illegal. It simply makes too much f🔥cking sense. ⚖️ Your offense is not our liability. ⚖️ Your projection is not our problem. ⚖️ Your inbox rants are still getting deleted. This is a lawful transmission of digital opinion for grown-ups. If that’s not you, find the exit.

🔁 REBLOG if you're done letting the emotionally unstable weaponize gender. 💬 Drop a comment with your favorite “she really thought this was a TED Talk” moment. 📩 DM your worst unsolicited essay from a DM warrior. We'll frame it in gold. 📢 Tag someone who needs this tattooed on their soul. 🔥 Save this for the next time a “not all men” debate pops up under a meme about eggs.

[artdcnaldson]

if we're talking about 2019 role reversal how do you see patrick? i know him and tashi fuck nasty about his penalties

EXACTLYYY!!! In this AU i feel like Patrick had a successful post juniors career, but gained a reputation for being arrogant and short tempered on the court. Racket smashes, obscenity penalties… stuff that could be easily avoided if he just maintained one ounce of control over himself. If we stick closer to canon and Tashi gets injured without a fight with Patrick, maybe she’d join him on the tour after her PT stint is finished, so she can clean up his game and get him to the majors even faster.

Meanwhile, Art’s floundering. He stops talking to Patrick and Tashi not because of the injury, but out of resentment and envy. Once he graduates college, he does everything right and he’s…. Decent. He does everything the way he should, but he just can’t win. Meanwhile, Patrick plays like a fucking untrained child and gets trophies and sponsorships and fucking Nike commercials.

Patrick and Tashi wouldn’t get married, but they’d remain partners. I don’t think either of them would value, like, a marriage certificate or a ring the way Art would have needed one. But they’re still a major power couple, in my eyes. And it kills Art, like an open wound continuing to fester with every one of his losses and every one of Patrick’s victories.

[tomirida]

the fact that an ielts certificate lasts only for 2 years is a total racket. dele is literally cheaper and for life

[irrolyphant]

Timothy Olyphant, 55, is an actor who starred in Deadwood, Live Free or Die Hard, and Justified. He will star in the FX miniseries Justified: City Primeval this fall and currently co-stars in the Max miniseries Full Circle. He spoke with Marc Myers before the actors strike.

TIMOTHY:

You couldn’t get me out of the pool when I was a kid. We lived next door to a swim and racket club in Modesto, Calif.

I began regular swim practice at age 6. My older brother, Andy, took to tennis, which probably helped us get along. We were competitive. Our younger brother, Matt, did a little bit of everything and eventually became a water-polo player.

I was born in Hawaii, but we moved to Modesto when I was 3. My dad, Bevan, worked for Del Monte and left to work at E&J Gallo Winery soon after we relocated to California. He started in bottling and worked his way up to vice president of production.

My mom, Katherine, was a full-time mom. She was the nurturing type. Whether I won or lost, she’d always talk about how well I competed or how beautiful a swimmer I was, never about whether I won or not. She’s very sweet and encouraging.

Just as I was starting high school, my parents divorced. After they split up, we quickly figured out who was responsible for what. For example, our dad didn’t really know how to do laundry or cook. If we were going over to his place, we’d probably be eating out.

When you’re young, any time your foundation gets rocked, it sets you back a bit. I’d been a good student when my parents were together, but there definitely was a dip after the divorce. I kind of saw what I could get away with and wound up just an okay student.

I wasn’t in school plays. I’m not sure I saw that side of me yet. Instead, I was at swim practice and hanging with my buddies. I also liked to draw a lot, which I suppose is how I expressed myself.

I was a solid swimmer in the Central Valley. I set a CIF SAC-Joaquin Section Record and wound up with an All America Swimming Certificate. By my senior year, I realized swimming was my ticket out of town and certainly the only way I’d get into a great university.

I worked hard. After USC saw the times I was posting, they called to recruit me for the team. When I flew out to USC on my recruit trip, I met with the dean of the architecture school. He said there was no way I could manage both the swim team’s practice schedule and the rigors of the architectural program.

I asked him about the art gallery downstairs. He said it was part of the fine-arts department. I didn’t even know you could get a degree in that. I met with the fine-arts dean and asked if I could be on the swim team. He said we’d work it out.

Majoring in fine arts for me was like winning the lottery. In high school, I’d get in trouble for drawing when I was supposed to be doing schoolwork. Now, in college, drawing was my schoolwork.

After my senior year, I left USC several electives shy of a degree and didn’t finish until the pandemic. But before I left, I met some drama majors who got me thinking about acting.

By then, my college girlfriend, Alexis, and I had married. We moved to Seal Beach, south of Los Angeles, where I coached swimming. To fulfill some of my electives I took an acting 101 class at UC Irvine. I had a ball. It was a language I understood immediately.

I read Stanislavsky’s and Sandy Meisner’s books on acting. I realized that it wasn’t a frivolous pursuit but a craft on par with how artists I admired approached painting and sculpture. I told Alexis I was thinking about pursuing acting rather than a master’s in fine art. She said, “Tim, just do something. Just pick one thing and do that.”

The guy who taught the intro class was a graduate student who recommended I study with Bill Esper at the Esper Studio in New York. Fortunately, Alexis’s dad lived there and let us move into his place.

My career has been many little steps—a lot of one step forward, two steps back. I’m not sure if there was any one role that really changed things, but landing the lead in “Justified,” in 2010, certainly helped things along.

Today, Alexis and I live in Los Angeles and have three grown kids. We moved in 15 years ago and love the house and neighborhood. I still draw and swim.

Breakfast is my favorite meal. I make steel-cut oatmeal in my rice cooker, which has a porridge setting. When I come home from swimming and have my oatmeal, I feel like I’m 8 again. And you know what? That feels pretty good.

—————

Timothy’s Digs:

Full Circle? I play Derek in the miniseries about a kidnapping gone awry and the family secrets exposed.

Blissful space? Sitting in a blue chair in the kitchen having coffee with my wife.

Cool buy? A painting by an artist I’ve admired for at least a decade or so.

Tennis? I play with my brother and oldest daughter. The fact that they play with me means the world.

Youngest daughter? Vivian. She’s an actress in the coming season of Justified: City Primeval.

[mpreg-consandvans]

"Gentlemen...I hope you understand that despite your status as criminal offenders, we have to apologize profoundly. It's incumbent on the state to make reparations for the mistreatment you suffered at the hands of your fellow inmates at Darlington Correctional Institute. It's my understanding that all five of you were extorted by a sex trafficking ring to engage in sex work that involved a 'gangbang' conducted in a camera blindspot of your shared work area."

The men shifted in their seats as the judge laid it out for them.

"Your safety should've been guaranteed by the DCI facility's correctional officers. It was not. Now all of you have become pregnant by fellow inmates. Your testimonies have been invaluable in the sentencing for the sexual assault, battery, extortion and racketeering cases brought against the twelve inmates who participated in the crimes against you. I can only hope that you will heal from the wounds, both emotional and physical, suffered at the hands of these men. I am doing as much as I can to address your physical requirements in the meantime. For instance, all five of you have outgrown your prison uniforms. We are currently requisitioning appropriately-fit uniforms for you. Likewise, you've all experienced swollen feet, so the VF corporation has provided all five of you with a complimentary pair of Vans Old Skools in wider width."

The judge cleared his throat and began to address the men individually.

"Mr. Randall Keyser: your sentence for possession of a class II controlled substance with intent to distribute puts you at high risk of reoffending when you are released in 18 months time. You've indicated to me that you wish to sever parental rights for your unborn child and have it adopted out. I respect this decision, and thank you for your willingness to undergo regular drug screens for the duration of your pregnancy. Your compensation will total 150,000 dollars, minus attorney fees. The court is also providing counseling services at zero cost to you, for as long as you feel you need them." "Mr. Curtis Landau: your sentence for burglary and sale of stolen goods will be served in approximately 34 months. You've indicated that you would like your common-law husband, one Mr. Edward Yalitza, to take custody of the child and be listed on the birth certificate as its second father. Mr. Yalitza has agreed to this arrangement. Your compensation will total 322,000 dollars, minus attorney fees, paid in regular installments to your shared account with Mr. Yalitza, for care and custodial duties of your child."

"Mr. John Horne: your sentence for theft of a motor vehicle and driving under the influence of a controlled substance comes to an end in 5 months time. I've been advised that you intend to take custody of your child when you leave prison, but in the interim, your parents, Mr. George and Mrs. Carol Horne will receive custody. You will be provided with access to a breast pump to pump breast milk for your child, which will be transported off-site to your child. You will also be allowed three weekly on-site breastfeeding sessions with your child until your sentence is served. Your monetary compensation will total 290,000 dollars, minus attorney fees, paid in a lump sum into your personal bank account, as your parents have indicated they do not require financial compensation for the period in which they will have custody of the child."

"Mr. Caleb Calloway: your sentence for arson and intentional destruction of property ends in 8 months time. You are ordered to undergo mandatory anger management counseling upon leaving prison, due to your retaliatory assault on fellow inmate Zachary Flowers, after he admitted he'd intentionally been aiming to impregnate you. You've indicated that you'd prefer your child be remanded to the foster system until you are released, but do not wish to sever parental rights yet. I understand your hesitation in deciding whether or not to become a parent and you should not take the decision lightly. In light of your uncertainty, your initial monetary compensation is 162,000 dollars, minus attorney fees, but the total compensation will increase to 310,000 dollars, minus attorney fees, if you do make the decision to maintain parental rights for the child after the foster period has ended."

"Mr. Ray Guthrie: your sentence for aggravated assault ends in 49 months time. You have the unfortunate distinction of being the only inmate among this group who received multiple sexually transmitted conditions from the crimes committed against you. Your HIV diagnosis complicates matters and as a result, your compensatory fund will be boosted for the long-term palliative care associated with treatment of HIV. You intend to transfer physical custody of your child to your friends, Mr. Flint and Mr. Robert Bowers-Maillard, with whom you intend to raise the child once you are released from prison. You will receive 318,000 dollars, minus attorney fees, for the care of your child, paid into a joint account with the Bowers-Maillards. You will also receive 100,000 dollars of personal compensation, paid into your private account, in compensation for the transmission of HIV and your continued treatment of it."

[weepingfoxfury]

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday ...

You may have wondered just what happened with the car ........ well ........ I think the pictures say it all.

Bit of a racket on the Emerald Isle. Instead of taking your car to a garage for assessment, having them carry out any necessary repairs, and then giving you your certificate ... there is a separate assessment centre. So ... you can end up to-ing and fro-ing between the two quite a bit. 60 euro for the test, 40 euro for every re-test. Nice little earner.

I'd already had my car at the garage, some repairs were done, all good to go ... or so I thought. Nope. The man at the test centre, as you can see, has declared otherwise.

Best bit was I didn't spot the little Failed Dangerous postcard. I just got in my car and drove back to the garage (you're supposed to organise a tow truck.) ;-D

Garage guy was surprised. Looked at assessment report. Rolled his eyes. Commented that the valve described was just a tad rusty but functioning, otherwise they wouldn't have got the Pass Rate readings that were on there.

So now I wait. Car is just sitting in the driveway (don't ask how it got there ;-)) ... and until a part is found I've no transport. Fingers crossed the old gal can be repaired! ...

[shotofchinaco]

Former President Donald Trump has been dubbed a co-conspirator in the scheme to claim an unearned victory in Michigan's 2020 presidential election, according to reports of testimony from an Attorney General's office investigator. Michigan prosecutors consider Trump, former chief of staff Mark Meadows and lawyer Rudy Giuliani unindicted co-conspirators in the state's false elector plot, Howard Shock, a special agent for Attorney General Dana Nessel, said in testimony reported Wednesday by The Detroit News. "That means prosecutors believe they participated, to some extent, in an alleged scheme to commit forgery by creating a false document asserting Trump had won Michigan's 16 electoral votes when Democrat Joe Biden had won them," writes reporter Craig Mauger. Shock delivered this avowal in Ingham County District Court Wednesday as Nessel seeks felony forgery charges against 16 Republican activists who signed a certificate of votes for Trump, according to the report. Duane Silverthorn, the lawyer representing elector Michele Lundgren, reportedly went through a list of people whose status as "unindicted co-conspirator" he asked Shock to confirm. Shock also affirmed Jenna Ellis and Kenneth Chesebro — two lawyers who have accepted plea deals in Fulton County District Attorney Fani Willis' election racketeering case — are also considered unindicted co-conspirators, the Detroit News reports.

[snickers-the-fluffy-boi]

Abusive Sexual Contact

Advocating Overthrow of Government

Aggravated Assault/Battery

Aggravated Identity Theft

Aggravated Sexual Abuse

Aiming a Laser Pointer at an Aircraft

Airplane Hijacking

Anti-racketeering

Antitrust

Armed Robbery

Arson

Assassination

Assault with a Deadly Weapon

Assaulting or Killing Federal Officer

Assisting or Instigating Escape

Attempt to commit Murder/Manslaughter

Bank Burglary

Bankruptcy Fraud/Embezzlement

Bank Larceny

Bank Robbery

Blackmail

Bombing Matters

Bond Default

Breaking and/or Entering Carrier Facilities

Bribery Crimes

Certification of Checks (Fraud)

Child Abuse

Child Exploitation

Child Pornography

Civil Action to Restrain Harassment of a Victim or Witness

Coercion

Commodities Price Fixing

Computer Crime

Concealing Escaped Prisoner

Concealing Person from Arrest

Concealment of Assets

Conspiracy (in matters under FBI jurisdiction)

Conspiracy to Impede or Injure an Officer

Contempt of Court

Continuing Criminal Enterprise

Conveying False Information

Copyright Matters

Counterfeiting

Counterintelligence Crimes

Credit/Debit Card Fraud

Crime Aboard Aircraft

Crimes on Government Reservations

Crimes on Indian Reservations

Criminal Contempt of Court

Criminal Forfeiture

Criminal Infringement of a Copyright

Cyber Crimes

Damage to Religious Property

Delivery to Consignee

Demands Against the U.S.

Destruction of Aircraft or Motor Vehicles Used in Foreign Commerce

Destruction of an Energy Facility

Destruction of Property to Prevent Seizure

Destruction of Records in Federal Investigations and Bankruptcy

Destruction of Corporate Audit Records

Destruction of Veterans’ Memorials

Detention of Armed Vessel

Disclosure of Confidential Information

Domestic Security

Domestic Terrorism

Domestic Violence

Drive-by Shooting

Drug Abuse Violations

Drug Smuggling

Drug Trafficking

DUI/DWI on Federal Property

Economic Espionage

Election Law Crimes

Embezzlement

Embezzlement Against Estate

Entering Train to Commit Crime

Enlistment to Serve Against the U.S.

Environmental Scheme Crimes

Escaping Custody/Escaped Federal Prisoners

Examiner Performing Other Services

Exportation of Drugs

Extortion

Failure to Appear on Felony Offense

Failure to Pay Legal Child Support Obligations

False Bail

False Pretenses

False Statements Relating to Health Care Matters

Falsely Claiming Citizenship

False Declarations before Grand Jury or Court

False Entries in Records of Interstate Carriers

False Information and Hoaxes

False Statement to Obtain Unemployment Compensation

Federal Aviation Act

Federal Civil Rights Violations (hate crimes, police misconduct)

Female Genital Mutilation

Financial Transactions with Foreign Government

First Degree Murder

Flight to Avoid Prosecution or Giving Testimony

Forced Labor

Forcible Rape

Forgery

Fraud Activity in Connection with Electronic Mail

Fraud Against the Government

Genocide

Hacking Crimes

Harboring Terrorists

Harming Animals Used in Law Enforcement

Hate Crime Acts

Homicide

Hostage Taking

Identity Theft

Illegal Possession of Firearms

Immigration Offenses

Impersonator Making Arrest or Search

Importation of Drugs

Influencing Juror by Writing

Injuring Officer

Insider Trading Crimes

Insurance Fraud

Interference with the Operation of a Satellite

International Parental Kidnapping

International Terrorism

Interstate Domestic Violence

Interstate Violation of Protection Order

Larceny

Lobbying with Appropriated Moneys

Mailing Threatening Communications

Major Fraud Against the U.S.

Manslaughter

Medical/Health Care Fraud

Missile Systems Designed to Destroy Aircraft

Misuse of Passport

Misuse of Visas, Permits, or Other Documents

Molestation

Money Laundering

Motor Vehicle Theft

Murder by a Federal Prisoner

Murder Committed During Drug-related Drive-by shooting

Murder Committed in Federal Government Facility

Narcotics Violations

Obstructing Examination of Financial Institution

Obstruction of Court Orders

Obstruction of Federal audit

Obstruction of Justice

Obstruction of Criminal Investigations

Officer Failing to Make Reports

Partial Birth Abortion

Penalties for Neglect or Refusal to Answer Subpoena

Peonage

Perjury

Picketing or Parading

Pirating

Possession by Restricted Persons

Possession of False Papers to Defraud the U.S.

Possession of Narcotics

Possession of Child Pornography

Private Correspondence with Foreign Government

Probation Violation

Product Tampering

Prohibition of Illegal Gambling Businesses

Prostitution

Protection of Foreign Officials

Public Corruption Crimes

Racketeering

Radiological Dispersal Devices

Ransom Money

Rape

Receiving the Proceeds of Extortion

Recording or Listening to Grand or Petit Juries While Deliberating

Reentry of an Alien Removed on National Security Grounds

Registration of Certain Organizations

Reproduction of Citizenship Papers

Resistance to Extradition Agent

Rescue of Seized Property

Retaliating Against a Federal Judge by False Claim or Slander of Title

Retaliating Against a Witness, Victim, or an Informant

Robbery

Robberies and Burglaries Involving Controlled Substances

Sabotage

Sale of Citizenship Papers

Sale of Stolen Vehicles

Searches Without Warrant

Second Degree Murder

Serial Murders

Sexual Abuse

Sexual Abuse of a Minor

Sexual Assault

Sexual Battery

Sexual Conduct with a Minor

Sexual Exploitation

Sex Trafficking

Shoplifting

Smuggling

Solicitation to Commit a Crime of Violence

Stalking (In Violation of Restraining Order)

Stolen Property; Buying, Receiving, or Possessing

Subornation of Perjury

Suits Against Government Officials

Tampering with a Witness, Victim, or Informant

Tampering with Consumer Products

Tampering with Vessels

Theft of Trade Secrets

Torture

Trafficking in Counterfeit Goods or Services

Transmission of Wagering Information (Gambling)

Transportation into State Prohibiting Sale

Transportation of Slaves from U.S.

Transportation of Stolen Vehicles

Transportation of Terrorists

Trespassing

Treason

Unauthorized Removal of Classified Documents

Use of Fire or Explosives to Destroy Property

Use of Weapons of Mass Destruction

Vandalism

Video Voyeurism

Violation of Prohibitions Governing Atomic Weapons

Violence at International airports

Violent Crimes in Aid of Racketeering Activity

Willful Wrecking of a Train Resulting in Death

Wire Fraud

That’s the list of all of my crimes

[firespirited]

I got to give belly scritches to both ginger cats this morning but my phone crashed right as I tried to get photos (I think it might be model specific, the LG G5 crashes repeatedly if the charge is under 60% and will not start at all if it's under about 45). They also played with the string of the dog lead before getting distracted with a brotherly play fight.

I've been stuck unable to craft or do much except rest after pulling my left shoulder somehow. Neck neuralgia is so stupid. Arm hurty so gonna make your eyes not work and woopsie doo brain feels too big for the back of your cranium in a way that's going to ramp up into pain so odd it'll feel like you don't have a body just a big ache that outlines the exact shape of your skull from the inside.

Felt sane enough to try a little konmari without throwing out baby and bath with the bathwater. I could tell the difference between aesthetic enjoyment and nostalgia, personal spark vs rarity/sunk cost but it passed within five minutes. I was looking at newer monster highs and some work in progress that can't currently be finished that I've displayed with mixed dolls and couldn't get the clarity and then doubts took over.

So next time: fully dressed dolls among their similar shaped/unfinished 'peers' and try again.

Still not doing the craft supplies, it's too fraught. It could really do with some reorganising but I could so very easily give away all the painstakingly collected stashes because of the uncertainty that comes with neck injury and the big worry that comes with the pain.

Like I'm currently struggling with taps (faucets?) and spreading butter so everything handicraft related feels slightly threatening. There's no pressure except a very limited amount of personal space and clutter blindness.

Paperwork and email inbox sorting is on hold because it got out of hand and is going to take some courage 😂😁

Getting registered to vote is proving difficult: they want paperwork to prove I lived in British addresses from before I was ten: they have my birth certificate and passport details but I wasn't exactly on the bills or receiving official mail as a kid. If they really cared, they could see my NHS records but I suspect they want 'expats' only not emigrants, the types with a second home, double citizenship or who left after retirement. It was open to any brits but they want proof of diplomas (16+), work payslips and bills. I had a bank account at 7 (granddad felt it was a very important rite of passage to have one even though I didn't get an allowance) but that doesn't count either. Frustrating.

I'm very fond of late winter, the skies are spectacular and you get to see the frost sparkle as the sun rises. I don't mind wearing double socks because there are no mosquitos. The slap in the face that is cold wind makes any heated building feel magically cozy and the birds make a racket up til 7 thirty. Even saw what looked like a bat this morning but I don't know what they eat in this weather or if they hibernate. Off to wikipedia.

[quartarcade]

Crazy shit my friends have said but as inbox starters part 2

Part one. you are allowed to adjust these in whatever deems appropriate to your muse!

"I'm psychically passing on my brain hemorrhage onto you."

"You're at a ten I need you to being it down to a three."

"You deserve everything I send to you."

"You will die in six seconds, and I forgot how to count."

"God gave him his last breath and right now he's holding it."

"Burn in the bowels of hell like the shit you couldn't take on this day."

"Start chucking buckets, buddy."

"I'm playing 3d chess while you're out here playing baby checkers, stop eating the pieces, dumbass!"

"I hope you're in a gaming mood because you're about to speedrun the rest of your fucking life."

"Change the card color one more time and I'm changing your birth certificates date to never."

"May your fate not be the same as Icarus, you waxed-winged bitch."

"Why are there potatoes on the floor?"

"I've had just about enough of your crusty ass in my realm!"

"THAT WAS SO CHEAP IT AINT EVEN ON THE DISCOUNT RACKET. THEY'RE GIVIN IT OUT FOR FREE."

"I'm proud of my feet, they brought me to a lot of places."

"Sorry, the demons came out."

"Those nuggies are mine and that clown's a wash."

"It's not gay, it's tactical bro."

"You've stolen from my people! You've poisoned my crops!"

"I wouldn't be in your shoes, we wear different pairs of shoes."

"Your ass would have been grass and they would have mowed it."

"I'm gonna get so close to his face he's gonna see the whites of my eyes before he sees the whites of the pearly gates."

"Rome wasn't built in a day, but this ass-beating will!"

“My knees! God broke them to nerf me!”

"These arrows can tell me where to go, but only god can tell me how close hell is!"

"I took a ton of Demerol and I thought I became religious."

"She's/He's/They're dying and my lean is mixed. Let's get to work."

"I don't care what you look like so long as you look like you've met god."

"I've inserted a cow with sunglasses and now time is unstable!"

"You can't prove I lost if I'm dead."

"Instead of frozen, its colden. It was really hard breaking it together."

" I hate to tell you this, [name], but Papa John is real and He Can Hurt You."

"Everyone knows the C in Chess stands for Cuck."

"You don't know what that pufferfish did."

"I like my men lean and mean.. and preferably a machine."

"I GOTTA SHOOT BACK TO CHRISTMAS."

"If they are the 1% they're gonna get 100% of these hands."

"Waste my time once more, Petty Man."

"FUCK YOU YOU WANNA TEST GOD? I WANNA TEST CHILLI'S!"

"Everybody knows that the perfect gamer cup is a red solo cup that has a bite taken out of it."

"I did kill myself once and won."

"Someone's fucking corpse just flung into me and reversed the polarity, the alignment, and the religious affiliation of my knees."

"I gotta go mow my drive thru."

"Does his mom love him? I sure hope so."

"Who knows? The power of fish is endless."

"I'm gonna dox you so I can beat your ass publicly".

"Because I saw the future, and you're not in it."

"Want me to cancel your heartbeat? There you go!"

"We got no time to fuck around, only to find out."

"What's stupid is thinking you need permission to ask questions."

[angeldcgs]

closed: @musingmixtape who: mackenzie "mac" mcdermott, she/her, 24, petty criminal

her ears were still ringing from the gunshots by the time she registered delilah's screams— at first she'd mistaken the high pitch as the result of temporary hearing damage, until mac glanced over and saw the look of terror on her reluctant accomplice's face. "shut up," she demanded, letting the gun fall to the floor with a clatter as she rushed over to her side and clamped a hand over her mouth to muffle the sound. "shut the fuck up!" at least one person in the immediate vicinity would've already called the cops due to the sound of gunshots, but mac didn't need her making a racket like that regardless of how fucked they already were. if nothing else, it was irritating. "you keep your fuckin' mouth shut and listen, ok? we gotta split. cops won't be here for at least fifteen, it's a shit part 'a town, they get calls 'bout gunshots all the time, but we still gotta be quick. got it? we're leavin', and we ain't comin' back, so pack your shit." they'd have to stop by mac's place for her to get her stuff, but they'd be long gone before the cops even began to piece together what went down in that apartment, just as long as the more skittish girl didn't blow it with her neurotic fumbling around. "two minutes, let's go!" while delilah attempted to get her shit together, mac had taken on an unnervingly calculated sense of calm, collecting what physical evidence she could, though she knew it was futile. an abusive man found murdered in his girlfriend's apartment— the case would be opened and shut before the sun came up. still, she collected the shell casings from the spent bullets and shoved them into the pocket of her denim cutoffs. the contrast in their reaction to such violence was like night and day, but mac had long since become desensitized to the brutality of survival. "grab your birth certificate, if you got it. passport, social security card, all that."