#james appleby

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In 1572, the time traveling alien known as the Doctor (Doctor 1) and his companions arrived in Paris and a matter of mistaken identity almost got the Doctor executed. ("The Massacre", Doctor Who, vlm 1 TV)

[flammentanz]

"Yes Minister: The Challenge" (1982)

Derek Fowlds: Bernard Woolley Nigel Hawthorne: Sir Humphrey Appleby Paul Eddington: James Hacker

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probably the best ‘last series’ of a tv show in my opinion is series 3 of yes minister. it’s technically a cop-out, since yes PM follows, but every episode perfectly sets up and illustrates the character development we’ve seen, and hints at how dynamics might work in their later positions.

jim acknowledges how he’s having to let his morals slip to keep up in politics (the whiskey priest), but is ultimately fine with it, so long as there’s self-gain (the middle-class rip-off, etc). humphrey’s scotland office panic (skeleton in the cupboard) sets the groundwork for some of his more dramatic YPM breakdowns (the key). bernard, i think, goes through the most development, with the moral vacuum (the whiskey priest) and politics discussions (the middle-class rip-off), as well as his much-increased scheme-y-ness, really setting up his larger role in YPM.

they also work together much more this series, i think, like it or not (the moral dimension). like overall, i just feel like each episode’s ending is such a good summary of and closing point for each character, with an even-ish number of ‘wins’/‘draws’ between humphrey and jim.

kinda interested in making a chart tallying wins/losses/draws/them against other characters.

[fantastickkay]

From J-14, June 2000

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Roswell (s1, 1999)

[hoggleswart]

prompt:    wasn’t  expecting  that.  are  you  okay? for:    closed  to  harry  potter.    (  @rebiirths  ) location:    the  appleby  autumnfest.

＂  i’ll  survive.  ＂  doesn’t  he  always?    —-    though  thankfully  today’s  near  death  experience  is  far  less  traumatising  and,  admittedly,  entirely  his  own  damn  fault  for  being  too  enthusiastic  with  his  apple  -  bobbing.  it  turns  out,  diving  headfirst  into  a  barrel  of  water  without  any  real  finesse  or  structure  isn’t  a  smart  plan,  especially  not  when  the  person  doing  the  diving  loses  their  footing.  finger    &    thumb  pinches  his  nose  to  rid  it  of  excess  droplets  while  head  vigorously  shakes  away  the  remaining  drench,  like  a  dog  that’s  just  escaped  from  their  bath.  he’s  at  least  relatively  unphased  by  the  whole  ordeal.  they’ve  been  through  worse,  right?  harry  more  than  any  of  them.  ＂  this  is  why  me  mam  never  used  to  leave  me  unattended  at  the  faire  as  a  kid.  ＂  he  attempts  a  joke.  something  that  breaks  away  the  tension  of  how  long  it’s  been  since  he  saw  the  other.  one  whole  untimely  demise    (  and  a  scarper  from  the  wix  community  on  seamus’  part  )  unsurprisingly  put  some  hefty  distance  between  them.  he  doesn’t  want  to  make  a  big  deal  outta  it  though;    imagines  that’s  something  harry  gets  enough  of  from  other  people  and  if  there’s  one  thing  a  finnigan  can  do  without  much  struggle,  it’s  ignore  the  uncomfortable  in  favour  of  playing  it  cool.  palm  lowers  back  down  to  clasp  the  other’s  shoulder,  letting  out  a  low  chuckle  as  he  holds  back  the  you  look  good,  for  a  dead  guy,  and  instead  manages:  ＂  think  i  could  go  in  for  a  round  two?  i  almost  had  it  tha’  time.  ＂

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"Ten Poets (Volume One)" by Martin Appleby, Dawn Vincent, James Domestic, Amy Wragg, Leon The Poet, Mary Fucking Poppins, Ricci Read, Ricky Frost, Tonkabell, and Jackie Montague (Earth Island Books)

“Ten Poets (Volume One)” emerges as a luminous gem in the vast expanse of contemporary poetry collections, transcending the ordinary to deliver a profoundly enriching literary experience. With an eclectic roster of poets including Martin Appleby, Dawn Vincent, James Domestic, Amy Wragg, Leon The Poet, Mary Fucking Poppins, Ricci Read, Ricky Frost, Tonkabell, and Jackie Montague, this anthology is…

[herpsandbirds]

Your blog always makes me smile when a new bird of herp pops up on my dash! Thank you cot sharing all these wonderful creatures!

Do you perhaps have anything about the Pheasant Coucal? They’re one of my fave birds and I always love seeing them around! <3

Bless you my child. I have not done the Pheasant Coucal before. Here are a few for you...

Pheasant Coucal (Centropus phasianinus), family Cuculidae, order Cuculiformes, Brisbane, Australia

photograph by James Niland 

Pheasant Coucal (Centropus phasianinus), family Cuculidae, order Cuculiformes, NT, Australia

photograph by Krystal Huff

Pheasant Coucal (Centropus phasianinus), EAT A TASTY BUG!!!, family Cuculidae, order Cuculiformes, QLD Australia

photograph by Rodney Appleby

[hotchfiles]

first. damn your love.

pairing: james x fem!reader.

content warnings: james being kind of an ass, cheating on lily, lily will be probably shit talked (i luv her i'm very sorry !), reader being a lil side piece, uhhh cursing, pro quidditch player!james, not totally AU but like... canon divergent i would say, reader insert with no use of names or “y/n”. probably hurt/no comfort unless i switch the ending but-- paragraphs completely in italic are flashbacks and each chapter will have one.

word count: 2,5k

chapter 1

      You wake up startled by the loud banging coming from your door, a glance at the clock on your nightstand makes your eyes roll immediately, but truthfully, you couldn't help moving your lips into a slight smile. There was only one person who would be at your door at three in the morning on a Thursday, and that person was James Potter.

      You were still groggy and exhausted, having gone to bed just two hours before. However, you would never be able to ignore him and he knew that, so you sit on your bed and yell at the door, it was a tiny flat, he, as well as the neighbours, unfortunately, would be able to hear you loud and clear. "JUST WHY, IT'S THREE IN THE MORNING."

      "I need to talk to you," he said loud enough so you could hear him, and sure enough that was convincing enough for you to get up and open the door, and he was right. You take a deep breath and mumble something you yourself didn't even understand, but it seemed like he got it. "I knocked on your door countless times, come open it, please." A loud grunt leaves your throat and you get up lazily, heading to the door, managing not to bump into furniture only because you knew your own apartment too well.

      You yawned a few times and unlocked the door, opening it to find James. the guy who was usually all smiles seemed quite apprehensive. You got concerned and felt a bit less sleepy because of it.

      "What happened, Jamie?" you ask, giving him space to enter your home, which he quickly did. Closing the door swiftly to be able to look at him with a serious glare. "Please tell me you're not drunk." You couldn't smell alcohol, but something about him was off; he seemed disconcerted.

      "Of course not!" Still, you watched him cautiously as he sat on the sofa, sighing deeply. You followed his steps, sitting beside him and taking one of his hands, cold as a stone.

      James looked at your hands and then at your face, smiling calmly and breaking the contact just to hug you sideways, so your head rested on his shoulder, a quick response to a regular move. "I received an offer from Wimbourne Wasps," he began, and you heard another sigh from him, you kept quiet, saying nothing as you waited for him to continue. "I'm seriously considering accepting it." He fell silent, and for a few seconds, you still waited for him to say more, but he didn't.

      "And what's the problem?" you asked.

      "Lily didn't take the idea very well. We had a fight. Sirius isn't thrilled with this possibility either. Appleby Arrows' fans got wind of the offer, and even though I haven't accepted it yet, they're already calling me a traitor." he poured it all out at once, and for a moment, you were speechless. You could understand Sirius, and the fans… But his girlfriend too? What happened to support and companionship in a relationship? You sigh deeply and look into his eyes, hoping to give him the assurance he so wanted to receive from someone, anyone.

      "You want to take it?" You hold back all the insults you could direct at his girlfriend, and see him nod slowly. "Then do it. It's your life, your career, no one has the right to interfere in what you think is best for both."

      "Really?" he asks, another cry for validation, and you nod, getting a beautiful smile from him. "You're the best person in the world." Those sweet words cut deep through your chest. Hearing that was good, but knowing that even if he thought that, you weren't his first choice hurt like a goddamn bitch. But you smiled, stealing a kiss from his lips and remembering the first time he had said those words when you were both fifteen.

      You looked into his eyes and tried to look as serious as possible, trying to show that you weren't that kind of person, and he knew that very well. Asking you to do something like that went against how you had led your whole student life. But contrary to what you thought, you weren't convincing enough; you just made him show a big and adorable pout of supplication.

      "Please, honey! I have to train for the next match, it's an important one. I won't have any time to think about it, to research, to read and write." He shook you by the shoulders, and you held back a long sigh that was about to escape, just blinking a few times and reconsidering the idea of ​​helping him.

      You threw your arms in the air to show you were accepting your defeat, and the smile you loved so much was again the center of all your attentions, James kisses your forehead and brushes his lips to yours teasingly. You laughed with rosy cheeks because that still made me you nervous, and he hugged you sideways.

      "Honey, I love you," he said simply, casually. Your heart raced, despite knowing each other for years and having been friends during all of them, he had never said those words to you, not even when he asked you out, then he only said that he liked you more than a friend. You looked into his eyes and nodded, unable to respond, but knowing he would understand. "You're the best person in the world."

      "D'you have plans for tomorrow?" he asks after a long period of silence. You already had your eyes closed, about to doze off on his shoulder, nodding calmly was all response you had energy to give. "Cancel them and come with me to Wimborne." You open your eyes in a jump, getting up and leaving his embrace. That was one of the best and worst things about James Potter: He always had unexpected plans.

      It was fun, but there was always that tone in his voice, as if you were obliged to do what he said, never a request, always an order. The real problem was that you could never bring yourself to complain, any plans he had with you, any time you could spend with him was enough, because you were the other woman, you had to accept his conditions, adapt to his schedule and his… Needs. You did feel like trash many times, used, especially when he disappeared for weeks and only showed up when he needed to hook up with someone and his girlfriend was somehow unavailable. But you had loved him since before you were fifteen, and you couldn't help it, it was your impromptu response, always, to just let him make you a fool for his attention.

      "I do need to know some info before, y'know?," despite wanting to go because you loved traveling with James, there were some different concerns since the last time you had done it together. "How long do you plan to stay? And what happened to your girlfriend? What if someone sees us?" You take a deep breath after pouring out all the questions without pause, and James smiled sweetly, putting one of your hair strands behind your ear.

      "The weekend, we'll be back sunday afternoon," he began, and you knew he already knew you would go either way, just by the way he spoke. "Wimbourne's proposal was made over letter, I'm going to study it better, talk to the directors, and make sure if this is really good for me." James sounded calm, irritatingly calm and confident, but you kept your mouth shut, the two most important questions still remained unanswered, you cross your arms and wait for him to do it so. "Lily went to spend a few days with her friends, said she wasn't in the mood to look at my face after the fight. And no one will see us, I swear." You rolled your eyes and sighed, throwing your arms up in the air, totally defeated, making him laugh.

      "I'll pack then," you shrugged and got up, feeling his arms hug you from behind and his lips tracing a trail of kisses between your shoulder and your neck, making you shiver and turn abruptly, sealing your lips in an initially calm kiss, but you both knew where that would lead.

      James paused the kiss just to throw you over his shoulder, forcing you to hold back a scream and then burst into laughter in a way that probably all the neighbours heard, and you were carried to the bedroom, where he threw you on your bed and took his shirt off, soon returning to where you had stopped minutes before.

      You were having breakfast calmly while James took his shower, having someone serve you breakfast in bed reminded you of when you lived with your mother, and you were loving it. It was already Saturday morning, and you had spent the entire previous day walking around town, getting to know the home of one of the most famous quidditch teams in your country; you went to the Minster and saw the Chained Library, the Astronomy Clock, the small local museum and the adorable model town.

      Then you both just kept going into every place that served coffee you could find. The rest of the afternoon was spent comparing which coffee was better and as a result, you arrived at the hotel more excited than usual, talking loudly and making senseless jokes that made you both laugh scandalously. Anyone who saw you would think you were drunk.

      Obviously, after so much caffeine, you stayed awake all night and unlike what would normally happen, you and James just talked, snuggling lightly, as if you were sixteen again. You felt heavenly, still not quite believing that such a thing was happening; it was as if he had finally noticed that you were the person for him, that you deserved the girlfriend title, and that brought you joy so immense nothing could ruin.

      "What you eating?" he asked, a towel wrapped around his waist, and you could see his chest still wet from the shower, but honestly, that wasn't sexier than James messing with his wet hair frantically so that it wouldn't get too messy, or maybe to mess it up even more.

      "Toast, come eat," you felt your eyes tear up as you yawned loudly, you were tired, too tired. you still hadn't slept, neither had he, and you had both taken a shower to wake up, but it didn't seem to have worked. "When's the Wimbourne Waps' meeting?"

      "Toast, just toast? I'm an athlete; I need much more than that." James complains in the most whiny of ways, but takes the toast you were about to eat from your hand and takes a big bite, sitting on the bed still wet. "Dinner tonight; apology in advance for leaving you alone." His lips form a pout, and you roll your eyes laughing, pulling his face against yours and giving him a quick kiss. "Oh! I have a surprise, miss!" Tremendous curiosity invades you but still it doesn't stop the laughter that comes from your lips when you see him putting more of the toast in his mouth than he could actually chew.

      "Nitwit." you lightly slap his arm, and he spits out part of what was in his mouth with the scare. "Potter! Gross!" you shout in disgust and leave the bed running, but soon he comes after you, pulling you by the arm against his chest. You smile and look into his eyes, "What's the surprise?"

      "Look in the black suitcase while I put on at least some pants." You agree with a nod and leave the embrace, going towards the suitcase and you can hear his steps going in the opposite direction where he left his clothes.

      You open the suitcase with great expectations, having no idea what it could be because James is, in fact, very good at surprises, so you never really know what to expect from him. You see the contents of the suitcase, and for a second, you feel disappointed, but then you shake your head, slap your right palm on your forehead, and burst into laughter, finally noticing what the fuss was about.

      "You brought your wizard's chess set?" incredulously you ask, still laughing as you turn to him, already dressed, a smile on his face.

      "Of course! I hardly have time to play at home, and I like playing with you; it gets my ego going." He shrugs and takes the board on his hands, putting over the bed instead of the table, so you both would be comfortable.

      "I'm not that bad!" you complain loudly, making a face and taking the chess pieces to him, so he could set it up.

      "Yes, you are."

      You huff but decide not to complain. It had been a long time since you had spent time like this, being teenagers, and you were loving every second of it.

      Unfortunately, the weekend had flown by, proving that as everyone says, all good things come to an end because all you wanted was to spend the rest of your life in that B&B, in that town with James by your side. On a happier note, James seemed to finally have his focus solely on you, and he was also virtually decided to accept Wimbourne's offer; everything seemed to be falling into place.

      Yet he seemed bothered by something as you both arrive at your building, so you sigh and look at him. taking one of of his hands swiftly and kissing one of his cheeks, asking if something had happened. He simply smiled weakly and shrugged.

      "Nothing honey, just in a bit of a hurry."

      "Hurry? You're not coming up with me?" You were obviously sad with that, but try to ignore it, knowing that he probably had practice. However, you soon notice that, unlike what you wished for, time hadn't stopped, and it was already Sunday evening.

      "Can't, Lily's already home by now."

      Your heart felt like it was going to implode; Lily, as always, was the priority, not you, not your company, and the weekend for him hadn't meant a third of what it had meant to you.

      You muster strength from unknown places to you and smile, holding back tears.

      "I understand! See you later, then." You let go of his hand, open the car door and get out, looking back only to open the back door and grab the only suitcase you had taken. He doesn't say anything, he doesn't move.

      You leave your suitcase in some corner of your flat, still trying to hold back tears. But as soon as you pass by the picture frame with a moving photo of you both from five years ago, you break down completely.

      Sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall, you berate yourself for being stupid enough to think that he had changed. You end up spending hours there, without moving, just crying as hard as you could, and you come to a conclusion.

      Loving is pain.

[enbysiriusblack]

december jily bingo: coming home for the holidays @jilychallenge

James grasped Lily's hand in his own, clutching it tightly as he noticed her nervous expression.

"They'll love you."

"Right."

They walked over to where Euphemia and Fleamont stood at the station.

"Mum, dad, this is Lily."

"The Lily Evans?" Euphemia beamed, "It's great to meet you."

"It's great to meet you too, Mrs Potter."

"Oh, please, call me Mia", She turned to James, "All ready to go, dear?"

Lily instantly laughed, James grinning with her.

"Sorry!", she bit her lip.

Fleamont chuckled, "James and his friends always have little inside secrets between themselves."

Lily turned to James with a fake gasp, "And you don't fill your parents in on any of them?"

Euphemia grinned, placing a hand on her heart, "Our poor selves, left in the dark by our very own son."

James rolled his eyes and muttered, "It's marauders only information."

Fleamont shook his head with a sigh, "Heartbreaking, he never tells us anything."

James grabbed their bags, "Is this what it's going to be like all break?"

"Yes", Euphemia grinned, sending Lily a wink.

Once Lily had wrestled her suitcase from James, Fleamont turned to her as they began walking out of the station, clapping her on the shoulder.

"So Lily, Usually we go to Appleby for the festive gnome singing, and we have a bit of a party on the solstice with just a few old friends, but I thought perhaps you'd like to do some muggle activites? So Mia found a nice um- ice ring, that we were thinking we could go to tomorrow if you'd like that?"

"Yeah", She smiled, "That sounds great. It's called an ice rink, though."

"Oh", Fleamont frowned, "Ice rink, Ice rink... I'll remember that one."

Euphemia emerged the other side of Lily, "What's your favourite foods? I borrowed a christmas cookbook from some muggle neighbours of ours and I've been practicing a lot of them."

"Oh- well, my favourite is probably mince pies... or maybe gingerbread."

"Oh, that's wonderful! I just made a batch of those little gingerbread men just yesterday!"

They arrived at the nearest floo network and the two Potter's left her side to get the floo powder ready.

"Sorry, I know they can be a bit crowding", James grinned sheepishly, hand running though his hair.

"They're great", Lily nudged him, "All you Potter's are so loving. I can't wait to be one."

Lily froze, realising what she had just said. James was frozen too beside her, as his parents absentmindedly went through the Floo, leaving the two behind.

"That was too soon, oh god, that was way too soon to say that", Lily broke out and began to quickly talk, "We've only been dating for a few months! Why on earth did I say that?"

"But", James tilted his head slightly, "Did you mean it?"

Lily bit her lip and gave a quick nod, "Yeah."

James grinned, stepping closer and wrapping his arms around her, "I love you."

[lawofnamesmedia]

Professor Pandemonium's Peculiar Panoply, the Writers

Wanderers and wonder-seekers, strangers & star-gazers, we are pleased to introduce the writers for Professor Pandemonium's Peculiar Panoply!

@ash-alder Corvyn Appleby @stardustshimmers @dead-west-podcast @the-official-account Elliot Somerfield @primefactorx01 (our fearless editor, who doesn't get near enough recognition) @idontreallyunderstandanyofthis @rubedeckillerofficial James Big @doctorloup @madd-vo Milo Machin SJ Ryker

The show's website is still a work in progress, but you will eventually be able to find it at

https://pppp.lawofnames.com/

(edited a couple times to fix people's handles)

[jaylienpotter]

[1st September 1974, at the Hogwarts Express]

James: new friend, Pete?

Peter: isn't he cute? *holds up his new pet toad*

Remus: kiss it, maybe it'll turn into a prince.

Peter: ha, ha.

James: *confused* what?

Remus: muggle children's story.

Sirius: you have strange fairytales.

Remus: we?! Sure, hopping pot.

James: well, what's his name?

Peter: Chudley, like the quidditch team!

Remus: oi, Montrose Magpies are best.

James: you don't even watch quidditch!

Remus: aye but I know they're Scottish. Immediately better.

Sirius: you lot don't know what you're talking about. Wasps all the way.

James: Wimborne?? Nah, I'm with Wormtail. Mate, the Cannons won the League Cup several times!

Sirius: well maybe but did they bat a wasp nest towards the Appleby seeker? Who had to retire? Didn't think so.

Remus: God, quidditch games are brutal. Fuckin' mental.

Sirius: one day we'll convince you to come watch one, right Potter?

James: most certainly.

Remus: absolutely not!

Another snippet from my long WIP

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Lazzat denies Japan a primary Royal Ascot winner in thrilling climax

Lazzat denies Japan a primary Royal Ascot winner in thrilling climax Lazzat gave France their first winner of the Queen Elizabeth II Jubilee Stakes denying Japan their maiden win at Royal Ascot because the gallant Satono Reve completed second on Saturday, the ultimate day of the assembly. HT Image Lazzat's victory rounded off an outstanding week for proprietor the Emir of Qatar's Wathnan Racing, a ultimate day double each ridden by James Doyle taking their tally to 5. Lazzat was France's final hope of salvaging one thing from the week certainly their different two runners within the race fared badly, Sajir being withdrawn and the opposite Topgear dropping two of his horse footwear. The winner was nonetheless in feisty kind put up successful as he shied away from somebody coming to him with a blanket like a matador and dumped Doyle on the turf. Doyle described as "world class and a brilliant guy" by Wathan's racing supervisor Richard Brown dusted himself down as his twenty sixth Royal Ascot winner disappeared into the space. "I cannot take any credit at all," he mentioned modestly. "Jerome was very confident, I could tell Satono Reve was coming alright but you won't get a more genuine horse than this." Satono Reve misplaced little in defeat below Joao Moreira often called 'the Magic Man' and did higher than the earlier 10 Japanese runners on the assembly, all of whom had completed outdoors the primary three. "We got here in with a whole lot of confidence however sadly ran into an excellent horse. "I assumed I had him however he had one other gear. "My horse ran really well." Rebel's Romance is coach Charlie Appleby's favorite horse and the two-time Breeder's Cup Turf winner endeared himself additional when he received the Hardwicke Stakes. Described as an "absolute dude" by jockey William Buick Appleby's final runner of the week delivered the coach's first win at Royal Ascot since a 1-2 three years in the past to the day. "It is a huge honour to have a horse like this," mentioned Appleby, whose winner was the primary seven-year-old to win the race in 102 years. "This was the horse we wanted with the final roll of the cube, he's a battler. "He is greater than our iron horse he has saved the yard afloat this week. "He is our stable's favourite and always will be." Appleby, who started the season with a bang successful each the English 1000 and 2000 Guineas, shrugged off the ending of the dropping run. "Of course it is not a matter of life and death," mentioned Appleby, who has taken his tally to 16 Royal Ascot winners. "If you have a look at the larger image and past racing you've got to take the losses and take positives out of it. "It is the equine Olympics." Appleby's mom Patricia was current and concurred with Buick that Rebel's Romance was a "dude of a horse". She additionally introduced her son maybe the required good omen. "It has been a very long wait," she mentioned. "Last time I wore this yellow dress was when Charlie won the Melbourne Cup and I have not worn it since." Buick has had a much better week than Appleby, touchdown amongst different races the Ascot Gold Cup for a similar house owners, Dubai ruler Sheikh Mohammed al-Maktoum's Godolphin Operation. "He is a dream horse. Any jockey fortunate to have in his career a horse like this is blessed," mentioned the 36-year-old Norway-born jockey. "We're best friends." Doyle had begun the day with a bang as Humidity emulated his full brother Holloway Boy in 2022 touchdown the Listed Chesham Stakes for Wathnan Racing. Qatar's pleasure was Godolphin's despair as hotly fancied favorite Treanmor who price 2million euros by no means threatened. A big day for the winners but in addition for Dean Sutherland, who has labored at Ascot since June 1981, firstly on the golf course then on the gardening crew. More lucky than many to have the ability to don a brief sleeved shirt within the warmth he was invited to line-up with different dignita

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Trumps DOJ Accuses Medicare Advantage Insurers of Paying Kickbacks to Brokers

A blockbuster lawsuit from the federal Department of Justice alleges that insurers Aetna, Elevance Health (formerly Anthem), and Humana paid “hundreds of millions of dollars in kickbacks” to large insurance brokerages eHealth, GoHealth, and SelectQuote. The payments, made from 2016 to at least 2021, were incentives to steer patients into the insurer’s Medicare Advantage plans, the lawsuit alleges, while discouraging enrollment of potentially more costly disabled beneficiaries.  All the insurers and brokers named in the case have denied the allegations and say they will fight them in court.  Policy experts say the lawsuit, filed May 1, will add fuel to long-running concerns about whether Medicare enrollees are being encouraged to select the coverage that is best for them — or the one that makes the most money for the broker.   In other Medicare news, The Wall Street Journal last week, citing unnamed sources, reported that a separate insurer, UnitedHealth Group, was being investigated by the Justice Department regarding unspecified potential Medicare violations. UnitedHealth pushed back, calling the article “deeply irresponsible” and saying it had not been notified by the DOJ as to any such investigation.  Regardless of how this attention shakes out, Medicare Advantage, the private sector alternative to original Medicare, is likely to continue to draw scrutiny because it covers more than half of those enrolled. But the plans, which often include benefits not covered by the traditional government program, cost taxpayers more per enrollee and have drawn criticism for requiring patients to get prior authorization for certain services, something rarely required in original Medicare.  The DOJ lawsuit alleges insurers made large payments they called “marketing” or “sponsorship” fees to get around rules that set caps on broker commissions. The payments, according to the lawsuit, added incentives — often more than $200 per enrollee — for brokers to direct Medicare beneficiaries toward their coverage “regardless of the quality or suitability of the insurers’ plans.”  The case joins the DOJ in a previously filed whistleblower lawsuit brought by a then-employee of eHealth, Andrew Shea. The whistleblower’s attorney, Gregg Shapiro, said his client is grateful the DOJ chose to intervene: “People with Medicare must know that when an insurance agent recommends a plan, that recommendation is based solely on the client’s individual needs and preferences,” Shapiro said in an emailed statement.  While encouraged that the Trump administration filed the case under investigations initiated by the Biden administration, policy experts say Congress and insurers need to do more.  “What we see in this lawsuit highlights the terrible incentives that desperately need Congress to reform,” said Brian Connell, a vice president at the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society, an advocacy group.  Julie Appleby: jappleby@kff.org, @Julie_appleby Related Topics Contact Us Submit a Story Tip //platform.twitter.com/widgets.js Source link The post Trump’s DOJ Accuses Medicare Advantage Insurers of Paying ‘Kickbacks’ to Brokers appeared first on Secure Lifetime Legacy. from Secure Lifetime Legacy https://securelifetimelegacy.com/?p=2433 via https://securelifetimelegacy.com/ from Secure Lifetime Legacy https://securell21.wordpress.com/2025/06/08/trumps-doj-accuses-medicare-advantage-insurers-of-paying-kickbacks-to-brokers/ via https://securelifetimelegacy.com/ from James Calloway https://jemescalloewey.wordpress.com/2025/06/08/trumps-doj-accuses-medicare-advantage-insurers-of-paying-kickbacks-to-brokers/ via https://securelifetimelegacy.com/

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Mother and Daughter: Margaret Russell, Countess of Cumberland, and Lady Anne Clifford

Margaret Russell, Countess of Cumberland, and her daughter Lady Anne Clifford, shared a deep love and close bond throughout their lives. Anne, named after Margaret's eldest sister, the Countess of Warwick, was the only surviving child from her marriage to George Clifford, 3rd Earl of Cumberland, born in Jan 1590.

The marriage to the young Earl, whilst arranged by their families, had once been one of great mutual affection, with George referring to her as 'Sweet Meg' and "my Dear Love". Over the years however, the couple grew apart, with reports of extravagance, arrogance and infidelity on his part. Legally separating in 1601, mother and daughter grew increasingly estranged from the Earl, who was still obliged to financially support them. Following his premature death in 1605, Anne was cruelly excluded from her father's will, leading to a 44-year legal battle to claim her rightful inheritance, initially supported by Margaret.

Following her husband's death, and the accession of James I, Margaret moved North, locating to Brougham Castle, near Penrith, whilst Anne remained in London and Kent, marrying in 1609. The pair kept in close communication, and saw each other regularly, with Margaret visiting London for the birth of her first grandchild in 1614.

Anne last visited her mother at Brougham in Mar 1616, documenting her journey and visit in her diary. Years later, she commissioned 'The Countess Pillar', at the gateway to Brougham, where she had last bid farewell to her "Beloved Mother". Margaret fell ill shortly after Anne's departure, and died on 24 May 1616, without ever seeing her daughter again.

When Anne died 60 years later, in Mar 1676, her final request was granted: she was interred at St Lawrence's Church, Appleby-in-Westmorland, reunited with her mother, who had also been buried there.

[my-chaos-radio-90s-list]

C U When U Get There - Coolio

C'est La Vie - B*Witched

Cafe Del Mar - Energy 52

California - Myléne Farmer

Call My Name - Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark

Calling Your Name - E-Type

Calm The Rage - Terry Ronald

Can You Forgive Her? - Pet Shop Boys

Can't Get Enough - Kim Wilde

Can't Get Enough - Soulsearcher

Can't Stop This Thing We Started - Bryan Adams

Candy - Mandy Moore

Cantaloop (Flip Fantasia) - Us3

Caribbean Blue - Enya

Cats In The Cradle - Ugly Kid Joe

Change - Lisa Stansfield

Chattahoochee - Alan Jackson

Children - Robert Miles

Church Of Your Heart - Roxette

Circle Of Life - Elton John

Close Encounters - Clouseau

Close To You - Fun Factory

Close To You - Maxi Priest

Close To You - Whigfield

Club At The End Of The Street - Elton John

Cold, Cold Heart - Midge Ure

Colour Of Love - SNAP!

Come As You Are - Nirvana

Come Undone - Duran Duran

Common People - Pulp

Compliments On Your Kiss - Red Dragon feat. Brian & Tony Gold

Confide In Me - Kylie Minogue

Connected - Stereo MC’s

Conquest Of Paradise - Vangelis

Constant Craving - k.d. lang

Cose della vita - Eros Ramazzotti

Cotton Eye Joe - Rednex

Could Have Told You So - Halo James

Could It Be Magic - Take That

Countdown - Lindsey Buckingham

Cradle Of Love - Billy Idol

Crash! Boom! Bang! - Roxette

Crazy - Seal

Crazy For You - Let Loose

Crazy Town - Butterfly

Cream - Blank & Jones

Cream - Prince & The New Power Generation

Creep - Radiohead

Crocodile Shoes - Jimmy Nail

Crucified - Army Of Lovers

Cry For Help - Rick Astley

Cryin’ - Aerosmith

Crying In The Rain - a-ha

Cult Of Snap! - Snap!

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Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover - Sophie B. Hawkins

Dance The Night Away - The Mavericks

Deep - East 17

Deeper And Deeper - Madonna

Désenchantée - Myléne Farmer

Desert Rose - Sting

Diamante - Zucchero

Diamonds And Pearls - Prince & The New Power Generation

Dim All The Lights - Laura Branigan

Dirty Cash (Money Talks) - The Adventures Of Stevie V

Dirty Deeds - Joan Jett & The Blackhearts

Disappointed - Electronic

Disco 2000 - Pulp

Disco Inferno - Tina Turner

Dizzy - Vic Reeves, The Wonder Stuff

DJ Culture - Pet Shop Boys

Do Anything - Natural Selection

Do You Believe In Us - Jon Secada

Do You Know (What It Takes) - Robyn

Doin' The Do - Betty Boo

Don't Be Aggressive - Sandra

Don't Cry - Guns N' Roses

Don't Don't Tell Me No - Sophie B. Hawkins

Don't Forget Me - 1927

Don’t Go Away - Fun Factory

Don't Let Go - En Vogue

Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me - George Michael, Elton John

Don't Look Any Further - M People

Don't Say You Love Me - Erasure

Don’t Speak - No Doubt

Don't Walk Away - Jade

Don’t Worry - Kim Appleby

Don't You Want Me - Felix

Don't You Worry 'Bout A Thing - Incognito

Doop - dooper than doop - Doop

Dream Of Me - Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark

Dreaming Of You - Selena

Dreamlover - Mariah Carey

Dreams - 2 Brothers On The 4th Floor

Dreams - GABRIELLE

Dreams - The Cranberries

Drive - R.E.M.

Driving - Everything But The Girl

Dub Be Good To Me - Beats International