What a shitshow… Lucky chucky is annoying and clearly only went on the show to boost his platform not to help people. He didn’t make a difference at all. He didn’t help anyone at all from what I seen yet he says he will go down in the hall of fame of 60 days participants. Hes not even in the top 3 in his season in my eyes. Darius actually helped people. He’s one of the best participants I’ve seen the whole 7 seasons so far! You can tell it wasn’t an act and he was genuinely a kind hearted person that wanted to help and make an impact! I saw that he even still keeps in touch with the little kid he was helping! Respect! He was the most helpful participant this season, and definitely top 3 for the whole entire show all seasons. As the best undercover, I would say Carlos. Although annoying, cocky, and the fact that he turned into an inmate and is selfish he did make the most impact undercover regarding gang life, violence, and contraband! He also controlled a lot of influence in the pods and used it to get a shank out, get information, stop bullies/drama, etc. although there were a few instances he used his influence badly and turned full inmate I still think he did good as a participant. Better than doing nothing and complaining! As for the women I loved how they exposed the dirty conditions of the jail and made the most impact in the living conditions category. I really hope people see this and make the jail change. It was a pretty boring season honestly every season keeps getting boring and boring they need better casting. Should also maybe mental health screen as a lot of them are cuckoo but better ratings so I doubt it. Also shouldn’t cast people who are obvious that won’t last.
Sheriff doesn’t show any care for inmates I guarantee he didn’t make any of the changes. He didn’t see even willful to hear out concerns, he’s too hard headed stuck in his ways stubborn to hear them out and only made changes for the cameras. This jail is insanely under standards. I don’t know how it kept going. Basic needs are milk and fruit in meals, laundry one time a week at least depending on how many jumpsuits are given - inmates should at least get more than one pair of jumpsuits. Should be more programs or classes, there needs to be a medical wing for inmates who need 24/7 medical assistance so they can be watched by medical staff more. There needs to be a med wing pod with a few cells for inmates that need to be watched for more than a few hours, maybe few days depending on space and if another inmate needs that bed in the wing more. Needs a mental health professional as well for all the crazy inmates so they can get medicated and help. Also need better sanitary conditions - should make inmates clean at least once a week and reward them with a small treat depending on cleaning status. Inmates need to be heard more in this jail. This jail conditions is so crazy. Hygiene products need to be provided only basic hygiene products such as a bar of soap and a small comb. Maybe deodorant although it’s not common for jails to provide deodorant or shampoo or conditioner or even hygiene products at all only pads. Unlimited pads should be provided.

In June 2021 I found out that a former client named suman som who had done black magic to me. He asked me to message his "psychic" about how he is working on my energy. I did not know what it means for him to work on my energy at that point, but I would soon find out he was referring to black magic. I also do not believe in psychics and I understand that both Islam and Christianity consider the practice of divination to be sinful, and most psychic claim to have the ability to perform divination. But because he was a client and I wanted to do what he said, I emailed the psychic. The first thing she told me is "black magic was done to you by suman som, he did this out of jealousy of Sylvia. She was a sex worker that had a genuine attraction to you"
The moment I read the statement "black magic was done to you" I suddenly felt as though I had no free will. Literally all my actions felt controlled by suman som. See I had not believed magic was real up until this point. After asking several friends if they believe black magic is real I would come to find out you can see black magic in the form of a chord connected between two auras if you know how to do astral projection. Through asking friends they would all tell me that roughly 1/3 of the US population has had black magic done to them. i would soon discover that if you tell someone with black magic that "black magic was done to you" they snap out and realize they have no free will. I stopped talking to the psychic mostly because if she is aware someone with black magic will snap out when told, she must have done white magic before. White magic is also a sin according to both Muslim and Christian scholars.
While I had black magic first done to me in 2019, it would appear that as soon as suman met me he did black magic to me. After meeting suman and having black magic done to me I started to engage in unethical behavior. I started a business where I would buy visa and Amazon gift cards on a website called paxful. While not illegal due to the special license paxful had, it was unethical because the gift cards mostly come from scams.
A few months after finding out I had black magic done to me I punched two police in the face. I literally called 911 and when two police showed up I punched them both in the face leaving one with a black eye and a second officer with a broken nose and deviated septum. This may have been sinful if both poli ce are not cable of seeing black magic through astral projection.
While in jail for this I would tell inmates black magic was done to you by someone. If they said they felt strange after hearing that then I would explain some officers are free of magic and can see they have black magic using astral projection. I then instructed them to identify these officers and punch them in the face like I did. Over the course of 2 years I was in jail roughly two dozen inmates punched jail guards in the face for not fixing black magic. This may have been sinful or May not have been I don't know.
I also engaged in premarital sex after finding out black magic was done to me. The witch suman som told me to hire prostitutes for him so I did that and also hired some for myself. This made him jealous because some of the prostitutes had genuine attractions to me and asked if we could date each other. The prostitutes never asked suman to date so he got very angry at me at one point and kicked me out of his apartment over this.
My question is whether I can be forgiven for all this? My lack of free will forces me to continue the paxful business and while it's not illegal, It is unethical and I want to stop doing it right now.
My question truely is whether I will still enter paradise?

Hello, I will be speaking about all the test phases I went through to become a detention officer for future people who are applying as a detention officers.
I submitted my application on 3/11/2024 and I applied for HCSO (Harris County Sherriff Office)
Physical Agility- I went for the physical agility test on 03/20/2024 and what we did during the test was squats with hands straight forward, another thing we did was doing squats on motion but while putting one knee to the ground and bending it and the last thing we did was being able to lift a dummy which weighted i think 30 or 60 kg to the other side of the hallway and bringing it back. The exercises were very easy and everyone passed it that was there with me.
Background phase- This phase took the longest, they began my background phase on 03/20/2024 and ended on 05/06/2024. I had two background different investigators assigned to me, they transferred my investigation to another BI during about the 2nd week of being in contact with my first one. On 04/17/2024 I received a call from my BI and we scheduled a in person interview. I dressed normally as I was told to do so. While being there I was asked mainly 1 question and I think it was "why do I want this job" and "do I see this as a long term". I was asked questions about if I had ever done drugs and why I was fired from my old job and just some basic questions they always ask. After these questions I was given a form which was the "polygraph" It was a paper asking questions about all types of stuff. They didn't use a lie detector on me, I just did the paper and they believed in my answers. After the interview my BI said to email them if there isn't any updates on my case and exactly two weeks later I emailed her and she submitted my files and I moved on the the next phase and filled a form to accept the job offer.
Medical phase- This was the last phase, it began on 05/06/2024 and was the quickest phase and finished in about two days. I went to a mental doctor and did physical evaluation test, I had to do two assessments and had a final interview with him. He asked me basic questions about myself and then went on asking me questions about situations in a jail and a question I remember he asked was "What would you do if inmates or people in the jail call your racial things and I to summarize it I said I will ignore it and use brain instead of fist. I passed this test and did drug test same day which I had to pee in something and after submitting the stuff to the people, I got accepted two days later and had my orientation on 05/14/2024 and will began the academy training very soon in two days.
Thank you for your time and I hope this will help future officers who will need help with questions!

Hey y’all I have my boards coming up soon and I could use some help. Last year I had a lot of things go bad when it came to getting into law enforcement and out of desperation I wound up working at the jail as a guard. Day 1 after onboarding I went to roll call and was told I would be in the maximum security unit overseeing a total of 230 something inmates. My training officer was also on vacation so I was paired with another co who had not even gone through jail school yet. I expected some sort of training before being told good luck control these guys with 0 training. Needless to say around 4 am there was an assault on an inmate and I was first to realize what happened when he approached me when I was doing rounds and showed me where his head had been busted open and blood was everywhere. That morning I got home and spoke with my fiancé and we came to the conclusion that without any sort of training it wouldn’t be worth it and safety needs to be a priority. So I called and said in a professional way that I would not be returning. Any advice on how to talk about this in boards is greatly appreciated!

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Is it even possible? Can a person or family member call a correctional facility and ask for an inmate? Or can a message be given to an inmate?
What about a written letter? How does that work? Do I need a special number to write on the envelope or can I just send it addressed using the inmate's name with the facility's address? What if the letter is the correct name, but sent to the wrong facility?
Trying to find a friend (a person I've known since childhood who is in a correctional facility for a non violent offence) who is going through a hard time and I think could use a friend right now. However, finding anyone that still connects with this person is proving to be really difficult. This person called me, but ended the call in a way that sounded like a goodbye, which I believe is because this person thought I didn't want to speak to them. So am wondering if it's possible to call or write. (They're good people, just bad circumstances.)
I have no idea how any of this works. Any advice would be great. Thanks.
(Also, apologies if this violates any rule. Not my intention, however I could use some answers on how this works so hoping it doesn't get taken down.)

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For the first time since his incarceration, Bankman-Fried described his daily life in a detailed interview with journalist William D. Cohan of Puck:

On a recent Tuesday, I went to the Metropolitan Detention Center in Brooklyn for an intimate chat with America’s most famous prisoner, Sam Bankman-Fried. During our 75-minute conversation, we discussed everything from Caroline Ellison and the travails of his new life, to his regrets about the demise of FTX and his forthcoming appeal.
I got the distinct impression that Sam still doesn’t believe he committed any crimes, only that he was the one responsible for putting FTX in a position where it was vulnerable to a bank run and the devious actions of its competitors

WILLIAM D. COHAN -- May 9, 2024
On Tuesday afternoon, I found myself in the most unusual circumstances—sitting on a small plastic chair at a cramped table in the Metropolitan Detention Center, the federal prison on 29th Street in Sunset Park, in Deep Brooklyn. Outside, it was a gorgeous day, the sort of picturesque and slightly humid one that inevitably reminds longtime New Yorkers of the weather on the morning of September 11th. Inside the prison’s visiting room, however, there was no natural light, no sunshine, only the Hitchcockian buzz of fluorescent bulbs and three vending machines standing in a corner. Posters on the wall attempted to compensate for the bleak atmosphere by buoyantly welcoming visiting families.
I first met Sam Bankman-Fried in December 2021, during the height of his power and influence, when he was the richest person in the world under 30. My friend Anthony Scaramucci, a.k.a. The Mooch, had connected us. On a cold winter night at the One Hotel, on Sixth Avenue, I interviewed him for a documentary I am part of making about Bitcoin and its developer, Satoshi Nakamato. Sam showed up an hour late, in a black t-shirt and cargo shorts, apparently having just flown in via private jet from the Bahamas. A month later, Sam’s cryptocurrency exchange, FTX, would raise its final $400 million round of financing from a group of highfalutin investors—led by Softbank, Temasek, and Paradigm—at a valuation of $32 billion, making the company one of the most valuable in the sector. At that moment, Sam was said to be worth $26 billion.
This week, we reconnected amid very different circumstances. Sam and I arranged for this visit through his Corrlinks email account, at the suggestion of his mother, Barbara Fried, and the family’s prison advisor. We met on Tuesday around 1 p.m. because that was the only day that visiting hours are permitted at MDC, a hangover from the Covid era. Prisoners can have visitors for one of two sessions, either starting at noon or at five in the afternoon.
We were meeting later than noon because of the staffing shortage at the facility. I was allowed to bring in $1 or $5 bills, up to a total of $30, in case I wanted to buy Sam some water, soda, or snacks from the humming vending machines. I was told to put my $20 bill as well as my wallet and iPhone into a locker. Sam was not permitted to buy anything himself.
Following about an hour of bureaucratic snafus (I went to the wrong building at first, and I wasn’t wearing dark pants—although an exception was made for me) and other forms of prison processing (shoes and belt off, metal detection, sticking my hand in a scanner) I was finally allowed inside the prison, without a phone, a watch, a recording device, or even a pad of paper and a pencil. (I knew this in advance, of course, and set about preserving my recollections of our conversation immediately after leaving the facility.)
After a few minutes of waiting, I looked up to see Sam Bankman-Fried, over in the corner, dressed head to toe in a chocolate-brown prison jumpsuit, along with the still-wild frizzy hair that has been his trademark. These days, Sam looks considerably thinner than the last time we met—it appeared he’d lost 25 pounds, at least. But he looked better and fitter than I thought he would, to be honest—less pudgy, less manic, less fidgety, no bags under his eyes.
He was sustaining himself on rice and beans, he said, because the prison food was unsurprisingly inedible, especially the vegan entrées he was served, which his fellow inmates thought literally smelled like shit. He wasn’t complaining, mind you; he noted that he was just trying to make the best of a bad situation. The rice he buys at the prison commissary has become one of the currencies of the realm inside MDC. We joked briefly about how the arbitrage opportunities in jail were better than anything he experienced trading crypto at Jane Street Capital or buying and selling assets at Alameda. He looked me in the eye pretty much the whole time, something he rarely did with people in the old days.
After we shook hands, he sat down in his own plastic chair as a camera watched us from the ceiling. We were surrounded by a couple of other inmates, dressed similarly, facing their visitors. Sam declined my initial offer to buy him some snacks but ultimately agreed to a $4 bottle of water and a small $2 package of Wheat Thins, which he eagerly consumed.
We talked for the next 75 minutes or so, the first in-person interview he has given to a journalist since he was locked up in the MDC last August and then subsequently convicted of two counts of wire fraud, conspiracy to commit wire fraud, securities fraud, commodities fraud, and money-laundering at his federal trial in November. In March, he was sentenced to 25 years in prison. Our chat, under these rather drastic circumstances, was a profoundly jarring and fascinating experience.

Prison Diaries

Sam began by answering my question about his life in prison. According to him, he lives in an area of the jail that was dedicated mostly to incarcerated women, save for the 35 men with whom he shares a dormitory-style existence in a big open room—bunk beds, no privacy, extreme boredom, and four television sets tuned to ESPN, Telemundo, BET, and a news channel. Sam said he could try to persuade his fellow inmates to change up the channel selection, but television bores him, so he has no interest in that challenge. He prefers watching a small selection of movies or playing some inferior video games on a tablet, without an internet connection, that the prison provides him and other inmates.
When I told him he seemed better than I had anticipated, he replied that he’d become good at faking it. So, yes, life inside the MDC is not the Bahamas. But, truly, I had expected to see him coping less well. At the MDC, Sam has mostly been permitted his prescription medications, and the cocktail he’s been allowed has him thinking clearly, he said, and energized for the legal battle he plans to wage soon against the verdict.
In the meantime, he told me, he doesn’t fear for his safety. He can use the bathroom and shower a couple of times a week in peace. He’s always been a light sleeper, and he’s still not sleeping soundly at the MDC, but mostly because people sometimes bug him during the night about those bags of rice, which they intend to use to barter. He has not been touched or abused, and he seemed notably thankful for that.
He acknowledged that he has a unique rap sheet at MDC, and his fellow prisoners indeed recognize him. He estimated that about half of the other 35 men in his unit were murderers who had been turned into cooperating witnesses for the prosecution in exchange for not serving a life sentence. In prison, many inmates consider cooperating witnesses the lowest form of vermin, lower even than child molesters. Sam also told me that some of the other prisoners tried to get close to him, thinking they would benefit financially from the proximity to a former billionaire. He doesn’t play along, he said.
We didn’t talk about his trial strategy or whether he intentionally siphoned off the $8 billion of FTX customer funds into Alameda. Both topics seemed moot at this point. We did discuss his onetime girlfriend, Caroline Ellison, whom he selected to run Alameda after lawyers kept hounding him about the inherent conflicts in him running both FTX and the hedge fund. (He chose to run FTX.) He acknowledged that he had asked a few other people if they would be interested in the role, but they turned him down. Ellison, he said, was a good manager of people and a good administrator but didn’t like making big investments and didn’t like taking risks. (Obviously, this seems like a bizarre aversion for a hedge fund manager, but I didn’t belabor the point.) In any event, Alameda ended up doing both.
He regretted that he had not tried harder to find another executive. He also said he should have ignored the lawyers and just kept running both FTX and Alameda, conflicts be damned, sort of like how Elon Musk oversees his various companies. Wishing he had ignored his lawyers’ advice emerged as a theme of Sam’s during our visit.

Legal Therapy

We did talk a fair amount about his appeal and about how he believed he was set up to be the fall guy—the victim of the old build-’em-up-only-to-tear-’em-down narrative arc. His theory of the case was that by the fall of 2022, it was every man for himself on a boat that looked to be sinking. By early November 2022, FTX was facing a liquidity crunch. Sam first sought a deal with Binance, which quickly fell apart or was never truly real, and was in the process of trying to raise billions in capital when his lawyers advised him to turn the keys of FTX over to John J. Ray III, which he did. Ray quickly filed FTX for bankruptcy and installed Sullivan & Cromwell, the company’s outside counsel, as counsel to the debtor.
Sam became the target of federal prosecutors, he told me, soon after FTX’s outside counsel at Sullivan & Cromwell made a presentation to them, on November 9, 2022, a day or so before the bankruptcy filing, about what they believed Sam may have engineered between FTX and Alameda, which has been described as the theft of $8 billion of customer money. In a sworn declaration about that meeting, S&C attorney Andrew Dietderich said he reported to the D.O.J. only what Ryne Miller, FTX’s U.S. general counsel, told him about a problem of “reconciling digital assets with entitlements” on FTX’s U.S. exchange, and nothing about Sam and his alleged transgressions.
Sam told me that had he not been persuaded by Sullivan & Cromwell and then by his personal attorneys to relinquish his job as C.E.O. to Ray, the company would not have filed for bankruptcy, and it would still be a thriving enterprise, worth $80 billion now. In this alternate reality, he would be worth $40 billion and he certainly wouldn’t be at the MDC. (S&C declined to comment on Sam’s theory of the case. It’s also fair to reiterate here that Sam was sentenced to 25 years in prison after a jury convicted him of the crimes described above.)
I got the distinct impression that Sam still doesn’t believe he committed any crimes, only that he was the one responsible for putting FTX in a position where it was vulnerable to a bank run and the devious actions of its competitors, not unlike how both Bear Stearns and Lehman Brothers failed in 2008. Why, Sam wondered, was he prosecuted when no one at either Bear or Lehman faced criminal prosecution? During our chat, Sam was contrite and certainly chastened, but not exactly apologetic: He was adamant about his innocence, aside from a few degrees of negligence—punishable, in his view, perhaps by civil consequences, not criminal penalties and a quarter-century sentence.
According to Sam’s theory, he isn’t in prison for commingling assets of FTX and Alameda. Instead, he’s an innocent guy who didn’t get a chance to negotiate a deal with the federal prosecutors, and wonders why he was even prosecuted at all for what he believes was a form of a bank run. Instead, they just presented him with his indictment and told him he could eat it— accept it and plead guilty and then get sentenced, or go to trial and try to fight it. Since there was no plea bargain on the table, he said, he fought the charges at trial, and lost. Unlike his fellow inmates, he told me, Sam speaks to his new attorney nearly every weekday for an hour or so, as the focus of his appeal comes into view. He expects to file it this fall. Yes, he will appeal, but most people think he faces long odds of success.
On the day of my visit, Sullivan & Cromwell, still counsel to the debtor-in-possession in FTX’s bankruptcy case, filed a first draft of a plan of reorganization that appears to give its customers and creditors all of their money back, plus a little more—a return of $15 billion on $12 billion of claims—in large part because of the investments Sam made through Alameda. The plan, which still has a long way to go before being confirmed, also gives Sullivan & Cromwell, along with other FTX advisors, “exculpation” from future lawsuits related to its conduct in the matter. This is not unusual in a plan of reorganization. But Sam has exhaustive thoughts on this subject, which I may explore with him in a follow-up conversation.

Go West, Young Man

I’m not sure how much longer Sam will be at the MDC, and neither is he. He has asked to remain in Brooklyn at least until the fall, when his appellate brief will be filed. But that’s not up to him, of course. If he gets moved, which could come at any moment without warning or explanation, I’m told, it would probably be to California, closer to Palo Alto, where he grew up, the son of two Stanford Law professors. At that point, the question will be whether he gets to spend his incarcerated years in a federal penitentiary, which are mostly nasty places filled with hardened criminals, or in more of a minimum security prison, as Mike Milken once did.
If he does get moved out of Brooklyn, his family and legal team worry, he could spend as long as four months on a bus, handcuffed to the seat, making his way, slowly, across the country. Such prison buses make frequent stops—picking up new prisoners, dropping off others—which explains why they take so long to reach their final destinations. There’s also a remote possibility that he could be placed on one of the many planes operated by the U.S. Marshals Service, a.k.a. “Con Air.” But he’s more likely to get the infamous “diesel therapy,” they fear. Either way, during this hypothetical cross-country journey, Sam would be completely incommunicado with both his family and his lawyers until he reaches his new home in California, deprived of the minimal access to the internet and email he now enjoys in Brooklyn.
Just as we were getting ready to discuss some knotty issues, such as his choices during his trial or the fact that many of the people who once worked for him had turned against him to save themselves, our visiting time was up. It was non-negotiable. We quickly shook hands again. Then Sam went back to his dormitory and I went back outside into a glorious spring afternoon.
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TEL AVIV, Israel, May 15, 2024 /PRNewswire/ -- SuperCom (NASDAQ: SPCB), a global provider of secured solutions for the e-Government, IoT, and Cybersecurity sectors, today reported results for the three months ended March 31, 2024.
First Quarter Ended March 31, 2024, Financial Highlights (Compared to the First Quarter of 2023)
Revenue increased by 8% to $6.9 million from $6.4 million.
Gross Profit increased by 139% to $3.8 million from $1.6 million.
Gross Profit margin increased by 123% to 55% from 25%.
Operating Income improved by $1.8 million to $0.7 million compared to an Operating Loss of ($1.1) million.
Operating Margin improved by 27.2 percentage points to 10.5% from negative margin of (16.7%).
Net Income improved by $2.3 million to $0.8 million compared to Net Loss of ($1.5) million.
EPS improved by $0.36 to positive $0.04 compared to Negative EPS of ($0.32).
Non-GAAP Net Income improved by $1.6 million to $1.35 million compared to Net Loss of ($0.25) million.
Non-GAAP EPS improved by $0.12 to positive $0.07 compared to Negative ($0.05) EBITDA increased by 400% to $2 million from $0.4 million.
Working Capital at the end of the quarter of $23.6 million.
Recent Business Highlights:
The Company has received over $5.0 million in new orders from European governments.
The company raised $2.9 million in gross proceeds in a registered direct offering in Q2 2024, providing additional capital to execute the Company's business plan.
SuperCom, through its wholly-owned subsidiary, LCA, won new project in California valued at up to $2.0 million to provide a comprehensive program focusing on re-entry services for adult inmates, designed to support individuals transitioning back into the community. The award is a result of winning a formal competitive bid process.
SuperCom launched a $4.25 million contract to provide adult re-entry services in Northern California through its wholly-owned subsidiary, LCA. The project expanding LCA's existing day reporting and electronic monitoring services to include jail-based and community-based sites. LCA secured a new EM contract in California with an established California services provider in the judicial sector. This contract is particularly notable for SuperCom's successful displacement of a long-time incumbent competitor, primarily due to SuperCom's new innovative PureOne solution.
SuperCom won a new project in Canada with a renowned Canadian industry partner in the tracking solutions sector. This new project expands an existing collaboration with a long-standing partner, transitioning from providing RF-based tracking technology to embracing new GPS technologies. This expansion into new GPS technologies with the state-of-the-art PureOne devices underscores the company's commitment to innovation and its ability to adapt to the evolving needs of its clients.
SuperCom launched a $3.6M national EM project in Finland with the national government in 2023. The PureSecurity EM Suite is fully deployed in Finland, covering all EM offender programs – house arrest, GPS, and inmate monitoring. SuperCom has also expanded its footprint in Finland by securing and launching a national program for the Electronic Monitoring of Domestic Violence offenders. This program leverages SuperCom's cutting-edge PureSecurity Suite to empower Finnish authorities to enhance citizen safety.
Management Commentary:
"We are pleased to report a strong start to 2024, marked by significant financial and operational achievements. This quarter, we've continued to see revenue growth YoY and a dramatic improvement in our profitability metrics leading to an 8-year-record profit," commented Ordan Trabelsi, President and CEO of SuperCom.
"The substantial growth in our gross profit reflects the inherent quality and high-margin potential of our key projects and our successful progression through different stages of these projects. Typically, the initial stages of these projects involve higher expenses, which subsequently give way to higher gross margins as the projects advance, as demonstrated by this quarter's results. Additionally, our EBITDA year-over-year has seen a remarkable 400% increase. This improvement is a testament to our rigorous management practices and dedication to effectively leveraging our core business infrastructure," Ordan continued.
"Net income has also shown a significant turnaround, with a $2.3 million improvement from a net loss of $1.5 million last quarter to a net profit of $0.8 million this quarter, underscoring our successful strategy and execution. Our ability to continue a positive expansion trajectory is further evidenced by the over $5 million in new orders from European governments and three new projects in the USA and Canada in the past few months. This influx of new business reflects our competitive edge and ability to displace incumbents with our superior technology and service offerings. As we continue to expand our presence in both established and new markets, these projects are expected to contribute to growth and support our reputation as a leader in the industry," Ordan added.
"Moving forward into 2024, we remain committed to leveraging our innovative technology solutions and strategic market initiatives to drive expansion, deliver value to our shareholders, and enhance the safety and efficiency of the communities we serve," Ordan concluded.

I have been wanting to get in the federal sector for a while now. My background consists of an undergraduate degree in criminal justice and will be completing my masters in social work next year. I was an intern for U.S Probation last year during the end of my undergraduate year. I have been employed in my local sheriff’s office for 3 years in a civilian position dealing with intake and release of inmates. While completing my master program I had to complete hours in another city’s jail as a Mental Health Therapist utilizing evidence based practice methods.
I have kept in contact with some U.S Probation Officers since I left. I have also made sure to work with the vulnerable population (mainly in the corrections side) as I hope this would help me be a favorable candidate when I apply.
How would my chances be if I were to apply to federal jobs at this moment(US Probation, HSI, FBI, USMS) ? Should I focus on applying to local LE positions first? Would I have benefited in completing a different master program?
I guess with being close to completing my degree, I have been having doubts if I chose the right track.
Any thoughts or advice would be much appreciated!!

Hey guys, I've got myself into a hole I can't get out of on my own it seems. I'm a 41yo man and I've been married past 20 years to the love of my life and we have 2 kids together. I've always been somewhat successful and took care of my family. 2 years ago my wife started lying all the time and I found out she was cheating and I gave her a second chance after she begged me not to leave. She kept lying to the point where I started working from home bc I couldn't trust her. I found out she had gotten on drugs and she started getting in trouble with the law and I've bailed her out many times. Then a year ago she cheated again and then I left her and she went to jail and like an idiot I bailed her out under the condition we both go to rehab and fix our marriage and fix her addiction. So I dropped my kids off at her dad's and bailed her out and we flew to LA to a rehab. That lasted 5 days before she said it wasn't the kind of rehab she wanted to we went to one in Vegas and next thing I know she runs off for several days and partys and then she started ripping casinos off and it was a mess. Then the next night we left a casino and go to subway and next thing I remember was waking up in emergency room bc of a fentynol overdose! I've never touched fentynol in my life! I figured I must have somehow touched some somewhere in Vegas that night. Then next day we go back to LA to a rehab and that night she tells me she wants a divorce and then she got me kicked out of the rehab before we could even talk about it. So I go to a rehab on my own thinking we'd meet back up after the rehabs but that wasn't the case. Turns out she had a boyfriend at the rehab and turns out she poisoned me with fentynol. She literally poisoned me and watched my heart stop in subway until paramedics resuscitated me. 20 years of being best friends, Bonnie and Clyde, soul mates and she did that to me. It destroyed me. 100% destroyed me. I flew out to Phoenix to my mother's to try to cope with everything and that was 6 months ago. I'm still here with nothing. I've been so depressed and barely made it through the past 6months and I miss my kids so much but I've lost everything and have nothing and to top it off my mother doesn't understand depression and constantly puts me down and makes me feel horrible and last week she kicked me out with nothing. But I guess I deserve it for being there 6 months with nothing to show for it and not getting any better. Sooo... I've been going from hotel to hotel and I'm out of money and I'm not going on the streets! I'll put a bullet in my head before that and that's where I'm at now. I'm out of options. At this point I don't know what to do. I need a little help with a good job. I need a place to stay. I miss my kids so much and they need me and I don't know how to get back to the man I was before she destroyed me. But one good thing is she is in jail and going to prison for stuff she did with her boyfriend. I did not turn her in for Vegas. I just found out she did it last month. Anyways I don't know what I'm expecting writing this but it's pretty much my last plea for help. I can honestly say I can't go on much longer this way. Im a good person. I've been a financial advisor and most recently had a welding shop that was successful for 10 years til last year when all this started. If anyone out there can help me in any way you have no idea the impact it'd have on me and my family. It would more than likely save my life.Thanks for reading! Apparently I dont know how to post stuff bc it's saying to provide method of payment. I have paypal and Google pay. But I'm not looking for money. I'm looking for a good job and I guess money would be nice and help alot but I need to get back on my feet and get a place to stay. Idk, any help would be appreciated. And believe me, this is going against every grain in me to ask for help. Omg why is the post button greyed out! Holy shit!

So this is a long one. Like, I'm going back over it and damn. This is longer than I thought it would be. Throwaway account, I've only made one other post to this relating to what's going on. Instead of updating the other post, I figured I'd make a separate one about the whole shit show I experienced, and the shit circus I uncovered and avoided. I'll try to keep this in as chronological an order as I can.
As the title says, my abusive/narc mom and pos/delusional/golden child brother started trying to reach out to me a few months ago wanting to make amends and build bridges with me again. There were a few people that commented on my previous post in another subreddit that may be a little disappointed in me for how I handled this, and a few that might enjoy that I handled it the way I did. Someone commented to not let them use my good nature. My nature is dependent on who I'm dealing with, and when it comes to that side of my family, I'm more stick than carrot. So their attempts did not go ignored, and did not go unpunished.
Growing up, I was always closer with my Dad than my mom. My brother was the epitome of "pampered mamma's boy". He started having seizures as a child and was diagnosed with epilepsy, which I thought was why my mom babied the absolute fuck out of him long into adulthood. He would go a year or 2 without any seizures, and then there would be a few months where he'd be having them every other day. At Anytime he got in trouble at home or school, my mom would find a way to blame me, for not making sure he knew whatever he was doing would get him in trouble, or she would blame my dad for not being "involved enough in their baby's life." My dad was in the Navy and I remember any time he'd deploy, I'd dread every day until he came back. My brother would taunt me that he knew whatever he did, I'd be the one to get in trouble for it. My dad would always make things up for me when he got back from his deployments though. We'd often have weekend trips just the 2 of us. And then around my 12th birthday, my mom insisted on sitting us all down and explain to that she and my dad were getting a divorce. We got the whole talk about how they still love us and they just can't be together anymore, etc. my dad told us both that he still loved us and he would be there for us whenever we needed him. He explained that he would be moving out, but he would be by to pick us up to spend the weekends with us. I was nervous and honestly scared of what it would be like without him. But I was looking forward to the weekend when I got to see him again. That never happened though, and that was the last time I ever got to see him.
Right before his weekend with us, my mom explained to us that my dad didn't want anything to do with us anymore. There was some news story about a father that killed his kids when he had custody of them and she used that to terrify my brother and convince him that our dad wanted to kill us to start his life over. We left damn near everything behind and moved in with my mom's brother in Florida (from Virginia) a couple days before my dad was supposed to come get us. After that, she went to great lengths to make sure we had no contact from him.
Years went on, my mom seemed more indifferent towards me than ever. She never seemed interested in anything I did unless my brother also seemed interested in it. She didn't show any interest in my wanting to learn guitar until my brother also showed interest in it. Then we got one guitar that we had to share, I'd take lessons on the condition that I taught my brother whatever I learned in them. My brother eventually wound up breaking the guitar and I was blamed for not storing it in the case it came with. I had to share my N64 with him whenever he wanted to play it. I was playing perfect dark one day and having a hard time killing the skedar leader at the end of the game. My brother burst into the room saying he wanted to play his MegaMan game, to which I just replied "give me a minute, this boss fight is hard, once I'm done you can have your turn" He didn't like that. He left the room and came back with a hammer and smashed the console while I was still playing. My fault for not letting him play it. The only thing I had that he could not use was a pair of roller blades my aunt got me for my 14th birthday. I specifically asked for roller blades to get around instead of a bike because my brother and I had different shoe sizes, so he couldn't wear them Because of constant shit like that, I never really put much value in having things growing up. I didnt want to buy something or get something as a gift just to have it fucked up in a few weeks or months. At some point, my "little" brother became the larger one, so my clothes all became "hand-me-ups" as he outgrew everything. So, because I didn't really have any distractions at home, I turned into a high achieving student, rarely got in trouble. made the honor roll all throughout school. But that wasn't something to celebrate as it was expected of me. I had long since decided that I was moving out as soon as I could once I turn 18. I got a job working at a Walgreens as soon as I could and started saving up for a car. My mom however took issue with this and would never agree to take me looking for one and absolutely refused to ever have it put on her insurance. This is where my Aunt comes in. She and her son are the only 2 on my mom's side that aren't some sort of degenerate. She had her son young, but put herself through college while raising him alone and eventually got her MBA and a cushy upper corporate job. She told me to tell my mom I had to go in to work on one of my days off, that she would pick me up and she would take me car shopping. So that's what we did. I couldn't quite afford a cash car, but she helped me with the financing. I put down what I had as the down payment, the arrangement she made with me was that 1- as long as I was in school, she would cover the insurance and payments for me, however, if I got into an accident, I was responsible for paying the deductable. And 2- as long as i was living with my mom, the car remained in her (Aunt's) name. And if anything happened to it, to let her know so she could get the appropriate authorities involved. My mom was PISSED when she found out I now had a car. Her reasoning (that she said in front of my aunt) was that she didn't think it was fair for one of us-either me or my brother- to have something the other couldn't use. Due to him being 13 and having epilepsy, he couldn't drive, so why should i have a car if my brother doesn't? That turned into a long shouting match between my mom and Aunt that basically ended with my aunt explaining that since it was her car, and all paperwork on her name, I was just on the insurance for it so I could drive it. But if anything at all happened to it while I was living at my Mom's, that the police and insurance companies would get involved. My mom still kept track of all the miles on the car to "make sure I was only going to work and school and wherever she told me I could go". Most of the time, when I hung out with friends, I wasn't the one driving. From that that point though, my mindset was very much "keep my head down and nose clean until I can leave." I graduated a month before my 18th birthday. After graduation, my mom and i got into an argument about me contributing to her bills. I eventually dropped the ball that I planned on getting back in touch with my Dad and leaving. She started laughing. Something about that laugh made me really uncomfortable. She then said "well, you can certainly meet up with him whenever you want! I'll supply the gun if you buy the bullet!" And told me my dad had died when I was 15. That. Fucking. Broke. Me. Later that night, i called my best friend and vented everything to him. He was in the DEP program for the Navy and would be shipping out in a few months, he told me to come by first thing in the morning and talk with him and his parents about the whole situation. I basically packed up all of my clothes and left the day after my 18th birthday. I just left my house key and a note that said "I'm not your problem anymore." I couch surfed for a little while until after my best friend left for boot camp, then I was able to move in and live with his parents (chosen parents basically). My only real rules were keep the house and my space clean and make sure I had a job and/or going to school. I spent a few months mourning my dad and kind of in a haze. Since he was in the Navy though, that meant I was reliable for financial aid for school. My second dad helped me get everything put together to start receiving that so I could start college.
Well, after a couple years of this, my brother, who had spent his time at school more as "forced socializing" instead of learning, was expelled from public schools for allegedly setting off a fire extinguisher in a classroom. He had to enroll at an alternative school called "the drop back-in academy" that was specifically for dropouts or anyone that got the boot from the public school system. My mom reached out to me and asked me if I would drive him to this school in the mornings, she'd pick him up in the afternoons, and she'd pay me $20 a week.I agreed to it thinking this was out of character for her, but she surprisingly held up to that agreement. I drove him for a couple years until I was ready to start my bachelor program. My second parents were getting ready to move back to their hometown and I was going to start school on the other side of the city. So, I was moving to that side of town and couldn't really drive out of my way to pick up and drop off my brother anymore. He continued his enrollment at this place for another 3 years (5 years total) and it turned out, he was never attending. I would drop his ass off there every day and he'd just walk home immediately after I pulled out of the parking lot. He'd just tell my mom that he finished his work early and decided to walk home instead of wait around for her. One afternoon, I'm coming home early from work and my brother is just sitting on the steps to my studio apartment. He tells me that he and our mom got into a really big argument and he needs a place to stay. I (reluctantly) let him in. I'm stuck thinking he must be really desperate if he's coming to me for help. But I start thinking at this point, he's 24, jobless, and probably needs to learn some self discipline and responsibility, and our mom just never did that for him. So I try to help. I ask him what their fight was about and he tells me that he started dating this girl at his alternative school. She was 21 and got the boot from the school system for being too old to attend (we actually have several relatives that were kicked out of the school system for the same reason) and that he accidentally got her pregnant and our mom did not take kindly to that. I called my landlord and explained the situation to him. He was okay with it, so I let him crash on my couch for a little bit (until the end of my lease, then I'd be moving) and just told him to clean up after himself, take care of himself, etc until we could all work this out. He crashed there for a few months and did Jack shit. He would complain that I didn't have a computer for him to use (I only had a laptop I bought for school) and I didn't have any video game consoles for him to entertain himself with. So he was stuck there bored all day. I got tired of the complaining and lack of effort and told him he had to go back to our mom's if he wasn't going to be an adult. We started shouting at each other until he dropped this little bombshell. He yelled "I can't go back to Mom's!" And when I asked why, he just blurted out "because it's to close to that elementary school!" That stopped the whole thing. "And why is that a big deal now?" I asked him. I already knew why that would be the problem, but 1% of me was holding onto the hope that he was got jumped by a gang of 5th graders and the trauma was too much for him to bear. I told him he could either tell me what's going on, or I could make a phone call and get every last detail I needed. He confessed that he had been leaving that school and going over to his "girlfriend's" house and waiting for her to get home. And that one day, her mom ended up catching them in the act. I explained to him that he was leaving out important details if that was the reason he couldn't be near a school.
He told me she was 14, not 21. I. Lost. My. Shit. Everything after that is kinda fuzzy, but he was arrested, mom posted bail, and since she lived right around the corner from an elementary school, he couldn't stay there. So they told his parole officer that he'd be staying at my address until his court date.. his PO had swung by a couple times, but I was always either at work or school or out somewhere. At this point, I told him the lease was up in 6 weeks, I couldn't stand to be around him. I packed my stuff early, moved out into a storage unit, and I stayed at an extended stay hotel until it was time for me to move. Called my landlord and told him what was going on, and if my brother was still there the last week of the lease, nail him for trespassing. My landlord was a good guy. I never had any problems with him. I paid up the last 6 weeks and threw him since extra cash for his troubles as I knew I wouldn't be getting my deposit back. That was the last time I saw my brother. After I moved out of state, I cut all contact with everyone in that family except my Aunt who was the only one that ever helped me out or even had my back. But even then, it was just through email. We'd mainly email birthday and holiday wishes to each other. Updates from my side on how life and career are going.
I never had a myspace or a Facebook growing up. I either never had a computer to check it on, or I was just so accustomed to not having any online distractions that I just never got around to making one. I did finally make a Facebook and I did get in touch with my dad's side of the family and reconnected with them. I hadn't seem most of them since I was 4 or 5. Some of them had been in contact with my brother (he fucking knew our dad died) and was spinning some sort of web about how he graduated high school early, had gone to college for pre-med and then got some sort of full ride scholarship to some prestigious medical school in Florida. He told them I wasn't on social media because I had been arrested for selling drugs and that he was taking me in after I got released. He was also using my senior portrait as a profile pic. They were surprised when they saw me and how I "looked just like my brother!" I had set the record straight. They looked dumbfounded when I told them that he couldn't get himself out of the 9th grade in 10 years, and now would likely never complete his high school journey due to the fact he can't be within 100 yards of a school.
So, fast forward to last week. I checked my email for the first time since late January (for my aunt's birthday) and noticed a few from her saying my mom wanted to reach out, then several emails from a new address. It was my mom's first initial and last name. Subject lines usually read "please respond" and "let me know you're okay" and stuff like that. I'd copy some of them over, but holy shit this is already a novella. Basically she got my email address from sneaking my aunt's phone (aunt did not sell me out). She's trying to apologize for how she treated me growing up and trying to excuse it by saying I reminded her of my dad and then she was going through menopause and just any excuse to dishes full accountability it seems. She acknowledges that it was wrong to hold me accountable for my brother's fuck-ups but dismisses that by saying he didn't know any better and she needed me to be a good role model for him. Things have been hard for her since I left, since she "had" to take my brother back in (I would've left him on the street or in jail), she had to sell her house (she was only 10 years into her mortgage) and buy another smaller one further from a school for him. He never did get a hs diploma or GED because how can he? And she's been going through breast cancer treatment for the last several months and just doesn't have the energy to take care of her 33yo baby anymore. She asked me if I lived close enough to them to take him in for a little bit while she focuses on her health. I left Florida 8 years ago and haven't even lived in the same time zone in 6 years. She can only check her email at work since she no longer has Internet at home. She had to cancel her home Internet service because of him. So, I decided to just put my brother's name into a search bar and the first thing that pops up is a FDLE sex offender's page. And holy shit has he gone downhill. He had a second arrest when he was 27 for the same thing, and then was caught in communications with another girl (like Chris Hansen sting) and was released from prison at the beginning of the year. And the mugshot.... You know the pale lady from the scary stories to tell in the dark movie? Think that, but with a patchy beard. Beady eyes, bad skin and all. According to the sheriff's office inmate search, he's been arrested 5 times in the last 10 years. Twice for lewd and lascivious battery of a minor (aged 12-15), once for solicitation of a minor, and twice for probation violations.
The TL/DR: abusive mom took all her frustrations out on me, blamed me for everything my brother did, hid my father's death from me until I was almost 18, and reaches out after 8 years of no contact and wants me to take care of her pedophile son while she's in poor health.
I'm attaching my response to her below.
Hi. I'm alive. I'm well. I'm also not okay with you contacting me, especially under the circumstances that you violated the privacy of your own sister to get my contact information. I have read your apologies and excuses and I do not accept either. You say I reminded you of Dad? He spent more time with me and showed more interest in my well-being than you ever did, and that's including the 6 years he was absent from my life by your own selfish design. Menopause? I find that hard to believe as this went on for the better part of half a decade and not once in that time did your attitude towards brother change. You always treated him with the same coddling infantile obsession and patience that one would show a toddler. It was and is clear that you have a preferred child as that adult-sized pile of shit is still living comfortably with dear old mama. I'm guessing no one else is willing to take him in? Are Uncle and Cousins afraid of him doing something to their daughters or grandchildren? I do believe you when you say you want to rebuild the bridge that you nuked from orbit years ago, but I can't believe it's not for your own selfish desires. And I can't find any reason or way my quality of life could be improved with your presence. The reality is, my life has been far better without you than it could be with you. I've never said this to anyone, but if there is a sense of karma and balance in the universe, your current situation is proof of that. The next time I see your name on my computer screen, had better be for your obituary. But since you and the monster you raised both decided to keep Dad's death a secret from me, and remove any choice I had to mourn or pay my respects, I'll return that kindness to you.
Please die away from me.

I started season 6 today and rn it sucks so bad I’m trying not to turn it off. Pls tell me it gets better😭 also it’s been so long now and Harvey and Donna aren’t together that they just shouldn’t. Over 6 season burn? In an 8 season show… what
Mike is an idiot in jail, the firm is f*cked, Rachel is relentlessly annoying (still), Harvey is perfect (as always, he’s not a part of this), and Louis is always on the brink of messing up everything. They’re being sued by like a million people. This is a tough watch rn. The reason I started liking the show was them in court and Mike and Harvey working together. Ik why this happened but damn. I miss the bromance😭
Side note: since when do prison inmates wear denim? It’s not a big deal it just feels wrong

curious, strange question - can an inmate who committed a crime, study the Bible and theology and become a Preacher In the prison and be released and then become a full time preacher?
thanks!