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Games for Wednesday, 06/07/2023:

Matchup and Team Records	Probable Pitchers (Season ERA)	Estimated Win Probability
Oakland Athletics (12-50) @ Pittsburgh Pirates (32-27)	Hogan Harris (6.97) / Roansy Contreras (4.82)	36% / 64%
Seattle Mariners (29-30) @ San Diego Padres (28-32)	George Kirby (3.04) / Michael Wacha (3.48)	43% / 57%
Detroit Tigers (26-32) @ Philadelphia Phillies (28-32)	Reese Olson (3.60) / Zack Wheeler (4.33)	37% / 63%
Kansas City Royals (18-42) @ Miami Marlins (33-28)	Jordan Lyles (6.89) / Edward Cabrera (4.50)	38% / 62%
Minnesota Twins (31-29) @ Tampa Bay Rays (43-19)	Pablo Lopez (4.54) / TBD (-)	42% / 58%
Arizona Diamondbacks (35-25) @ Washington Nationals (25-34)	Zach Davies (5.40) / Patrick Corbin (4.92)	55% / 45%
Chicago White Sox (26-35) @ New York Yankees (36-25)	Lance Lynn (6.55) / TBD (-)	35% / 65%
Houston Astros (36-24) @ Toronto Blue Jays (33-28)	Ronel Blanco (4.15) / Chris Bassitt (3.41)	49% / 51%
Boston Red Sox (30-30) @ Cleveland Guardians (27-32)	TBD (-) / Tanner Bibee (3.20)	47% / 53%
Los Angeles Dodgers (35-25) @ Cincinnati Reds (27-33)	Noah Syndergaard (6.54) / Brandon Williamson (4.29)	61% / 39%
New York Mets (30-30) @ Atlanta Braves (35-24)	Max Scherzer (3.21) / Charlie Morton (3.62)	43% / 57%
Baltimore Orioles (37-22) @ Milwaukee Brewers (32-28)	TBD (-) / Corbin Burnes (3.75)	45% / 55%
St. Louis Cardinals (25-36) @ Texas Rangers (39-20)	Jack Flaherty (4.55) / Jon Gray (2.51)	43% / 57%
San Francisco Giants (29-30) @ Colorado Rockies (26-35)	Logan Webb (2.85) / Connor Seabold (5.40)	55% / 45%
Chicago Cubs (26-33) @ Los Angeles Angels (31-30)	Jameson Taillon (7.05) / Jaime Barria (1.59)	43% / 57%

1. All columns are Away / Home. Records are typically current as-of the time of posting, and do not always contain the matchup results from the day of posting.
2. A bolded matchup means that there is a "Probability of Precipitation" greater than 50% in a non-domed stadium at the time of this post.
3. An italicized matchup means that it is Game 2 of a doubleheader, which for Pick'Em purposes will not be applicable (only Game 1 is counted, but Game 2 is still included above so that you can be aware that pitching management may be different than a non-doubleheader game day).
4. Probable pitchers and stats sourced from mlb.com (via the MLB-StatsAPI); weather data soured from the OpenWeather One Call API.
5. Estimated chance of winning percentages sourced from FiveThirtyEight’s 2023 MLB Game Predictions, an ELO-based, easy to understand ratings system.

Details such as probable pitchers, winning odds, and match certainty are subject to change. Note that a pick for a team in a cancelled game (weather or otherwise) is automatically counted as a correct guess.
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Nature of Predators is created by u/SpacePaladin15, whom was willing to let his horde of fans write fanfiction.
I'd like to give my thanks to u/SavingsSyllabub7788, the creator of Death of a Monster, and one of my favorite birbs. for giving me an odd bit of inspiration, and the discord at large for shaping this story with theories and random discussions. This one shot didn't even conceptually exist last week.
Also referenced u/Acceptable_Egg5560's Nature of a Giant in this one.
Tell me how you feel about this story. I'm content with where it ends, but others' insight always helps me figure out my flaws.
.*~*.
Memory Transcription Subject: Barkim, forsaken krakotl veteran.
Date: December 20, 2136
.~*~.
I came before Captain Sovlin and Captain Kalsim. I remember watching Kalsim train. I doubt he remembers me. My career made me into a captain pretty fast. Faster than most. I had repelled five Arxur raids while in control of the bridge. My crew were brave enough to trust me and my insane methods. Letting a colony world fall was unacceptable in my eyes. We were the vigilant, always ready to warp in ten minutes or less. The federation as whole didn't seem to understand how much value a few extra minutes bought for the settlers meant. Even if I had to order a retreat, tens of thousands would survive because they managed to find a place to weather the raid while the Arxur were distracted.
I was a hero.
Rumbling laughter and howls make my slow trod falter, and I look though a window into the recreational room. There's several humans at a table holding scraps of paper and barking in a jovial mood. They're not masked, and my feathers ruffle looking at them. A flicker of movement on the table catches my eye, and I finally spot the Dossur in their midst, almost completely hidden in a bunker of coins.
A Dossur beating an entire group of pack predators by himself. I never would've believed it, but I'm still not surprised it would be Alvin of all people.
That little runt was the only reason I've managed to hold onto my sanity for so long. He was braver than I, and he brought me back even when I was at my worst, again and again and again. He was the first to run to our predatory saviors back at the facility. And he was the last to leave, running back into the fighting and leading a human doctor to me to stop the stray bullet from taking me into Inatala's grace.
I left him to his card game, faintly overhearing one of the humans complain about being a several years running Texas Holdem champion. Alvin's response sounded very much like him, asking if he wanted to bet the actual crown next to add to his growing wealth.
Eventually I found myself in front of a door. Inside was a small room. One wall contained a wooden desk carved with enough craftsmanship to rival old Krakotl wood carvers. The desk was cluttered with cylinders and writing apparatuses, and a primitive writing board resting on the wall above it displayed several print outs of various people. Relatives. Descendants. People that had enough empathy in them to take back the few lucky souls that still had people they could trust. The computer underneath it was not active, but if it where I'd imagine there would be encrypted communication logs trying to reconnect with those few love ones. Plans to reunite them. Promises to protect them under this faction's umbrella.
It was strange, that this group of humans wasn't desired by the rest of their kind. They take more direct, brutal action than their leaders, but they act to save lives.
On the opposite wall was a locker. Inside were several firearms of Human make, and multiple emergency atmospheric suits. Many were for human use, but some were Federation standard. A pair of boots and engineering equipment rested on the floor before it, scuffed and well worn. There's a strange logo of an orange planet on the back of a jacket hanging from a hook nearby, and an even stranger article of cloth called an 'arm band.' The arm band has a large tree sewn into it, flanked by two prey animals and a river. The human I'm visiting was part of that arm band group, named after a tree of all things.
You couldn't get me to harbor a guess as to why they'd name themselves after a tree.
The far wall was rather simple. A faded green paint coat, covered in various anti-predator posters. One was of a human in a blue space suit, the visor open and revealing an endless pit of teeth. Another depicting a feral, over-proportioned human salivating over a dressed, screaming krakotl on a dinner plate. A third poster depicted some venlil collared and chained in place, stuck in some multi-colored wrapping that went up its legs halfway.
There was a mirror beside the posters, and I winced at the terrible shape I was in. I'd abused myself too much after I was freed. Even after stopping, I was still recovering. Looking past the mirror, there is a large banner of a green Terran letter. A few paper photos are plastered around it of smiling humans in strange places, and my eye always lingers over those photos despite the many times I've seen them. Earth looked lovely. I wished Kalsim had called off his mission.
Feeling like an intruder, I turned my attention to the last part of the wall. A set of black out curtains were flush with it, concealing a human roost built into the structure itself. If I was lucky, she would be there.
"Hope?"
Come on, you're better than a chicken.
Carefully, I lifted the curtain. "Hope?"
There she was. The one human I wasn't bothered by on this station. I can hear the music playing now that the curtain is out of the way, and the thick visor over her eyes tells me she's watching a video or simulation of some kind. I hesitate, watching her in her own world. What fur she does have is short and remarkably dense, and she has such a unique coloration that I would swear she was one of a kind if she hadn't mentioned having family. A tan complexion, painted over by splotches and stripes of white and violets that humans can't see with their own eyes. Her face is relaxed, mouth slightly open in wonder.
The human that helped staunch my bleeding, and gently broke the news to me of everything that had happened while I was locked up. The same one that kept me from pulling myself apart immediately after, and tried to find a way to keep me busy as my whole world went up in flames. A stern, capable person that could make decisions under pressure and wanted to save lives. While not a leader, I could see it in her. She had mettle.
She was completely exposed. Had I been the old me and not the one that woke up in a PD cell after a Sillis conference, I might've followed Kalsim's path. A talon in the right spot, and humans die fast.
"Hope?" Even raising my voice, she didn't hear me right in front of her. "Hope!"
As much as I respected her, coming this far in my state was exhausting. I, being a former fleet captain, hero, and outstanding Federation officer, decidedly acted like a child in that moment and pecked her.
"AAAAAAAH!"
"AIIIIIIIIIEEEEE"
I let out the most undignified shriek in my life and fell over backwards, landing on my tail feathers and sending a jolt up my spine. I forgot that since Hope was human, by extension she could be loud. Really, really, unfathomably loud.
There was a blur of limbs and Hope was sitting up, visor wielded as a bludgeon. She made eye contact with me, and I realized all my remaining feathers had poofed up.
"Blu!" She scolded, face curling in frustration. "What in the matter is- Blu?! You're not in your room?"
Shock, this time. I felt some shame in how low my standards had fallen, and smoothed down my feathers properly. My poor heart was already recovering and I stood, puffing out my chest.
"I... I wanted to go for a walk. See what you humans could do with a dated station like this."
"You're in my room."
"That appears to be the case." I pushed a ball of dust across the floor with a talon and regarded it absently, turning my head and keeping an eye on Hope. "It needs cleaning."
With speed I was anticipating, she hurled a pillow at me. I caught the assault and rerouted it, catching her in the face. She leaned back and laughed, a noise that calmed what was left of my quaking heart as I hopped forward. She offered a hand that I accepted, and she helped pull me onto the edge of the bed.
"You offered to show me your skies." I began, feeling uncertain. "Is that possible?"
"Yeah," she said. "Here-"
Grace put a hand on my chest and pushed down. A profound sense of horror washed over me as my back hit the soft bedding. She wouldn't- no. She can't- is it even- when have I last- Inatala please-
I realized with a start that Hope leaned past me, grabbing her pad. She plugged an odd attachment into it and fastened it to the wall by her head, and flopped over beside me. My immediate terror faded into embarrassment, and my face warmed at my own stupidity as she pulled the curtain closed. It became dark, and I felt her shift slightly until the ceiling above us started to slowly glow. Her pad booted up and began to project an image up there, and I felt my initial problems fade as a blue sky opened up before us.
"Oh wow." I breathed, realizing it was a video as a plane flew overhead. I forgot myself for a moment, looking up into an alien sky as clouds blew by at a lazy pace. The jet stream slowly lost its uniformity and stretched out, facing away as other clouds replaced it. I could hear wind and alien birds chirping, and for a long moment I was there. I was really there.
Storm clouds, massive weather fronts, all began drifting by. There was a dull rumble of thunder. I started as a bird flew very close overhead.
"What was that?"
"Woodpecker. Some can get pretty big back home. Not as big as you, Blu."
"Is it really this serene? Where was this taken?"
"My backyard. There was a massive hill out back. I used to lay there for hours when I was younger. Lived at the edge of a village. The only noise back there was the odd combustion engine or farming drone. Sometimes someone firing off a gun or listening to music loudly."
"You lived in the countryside? You're a pilot!"
Hope chuckled softly. "Surprise! There's some pretty sharp people that don't live in the cities, Blu. Especially us humans. My father could repair any farm equipment you threw at him going back a hundred years. Of course, I also have an uncle that thinks the Queen of England doesn't exist, so it probably levels out." She finished, sighing and reaching up. She swiped her finger across the ceiling and suddenly the skies changed.
They were orange now. More clouds. I felt a familiar pang in my chest thinking of a Nishtal sunset, but I kept quiet as the skies gradually changed. I was surprised to see such a vibrant shade of orange, then a sharp streak of violet bleed into it. There was red as well. A lot of red.
"Why red?"
"Oh, that. Massive forest fire in Canada. That's a country above mine. The smoke changed the colors for a little while. It made for a nice view."
That it did. I got lost in the footage, and started losing track of time. Only the occasional creak of the bedding kept me from forgetting where I really was. Hope seemed content watching the skies, and it dawned on me how close I was to her.
I'm acclimating well. Maybe I'll be like Alvin in no time.
When the skies slowly turned to night I was amazed at the stars that came out. Constellations I was unfamiliar with, patterns and swirls of light that could never be seen from a Federation city. I heard Hope inhale and reach out, changing the scene before it could linger anymore. "How about a time lapse. I've got some good ones."
"I don't know what that is."
"Really? Someone sets up a camera in a nice spot and records hours or days of footage. They take everything they've documented and then speed it up to a couple minutes." Hope starts a new video. I'm taken back by it, how a cloud bank flows around a mountain pass like water. It looks like a stream, where the clouds shift with each wind current change, flowing back and forth as minutes are turned into seconds.
It's stunning. Hope switches to another one, and another. I'm struck dumb with wonder, baffled at how not one other creature out of the hundreds of species thought to do anything similar over the course of the Federation. Massive mountain tops, where humans blur through trails like plasma. Prairies with storm cells moving in, lighting and rain sweeping through and giving it new light as the terrain is rapidly drenched. A large road where thousands of human vehicles streak by and leave brief paint trails in their wake.
"Thank you, Hope."
She nods, an odd gesture of acknowledgement, before changing the video back to a more slow paced skyline. After several minutes of silence, I feel a weight forming in my chest. Slowly, my wonder begins to crumble.
"How many confidants were you able to find? For the others?"
Hope shifted to look at me, turning her head and making my feathers tingle slightly at how close her face was to me. She looked back up at the sky. "Seven."
"There were forty that wanted to leave as quickly as they could. What happens to them?"
"We're letting them go. Even if they don't want anything to do with predators, they're going to find out avoiding my species is pretty hard. We're going to give them access to the network anyways, in case they want our help down the road."
"And the rest of us?"
"I'm helping the ones that want to go back to a somewhat normal life find that. There's several planets they can go to, and countless colonies. They'll be placed close to the support network in case there's trouble and they need to come back, or need financial assistance or help integrating."
Hope had mentioned something about 'shelters being a safe place' for us break outs, but had never elaborated on that.
"And what about the others that want to stay?" I noticed Hope scowl at the skies, her face forlorn.
"The ones that want to stay and help us fight are welcome to. It's not all dangerous- being part of the network isn't as risky. Helping the ones that wanted to go back to living, or finding others that got lost or fell through the cracks. It... it feels wrong asking anyone we rescued to fight and die for us. We don't want clouded judgement and people thinking they owe us that. But, there are a lot wanting to join our ranks in more aggressive operations. We're making them combat ready, teaching them how we wage wars so that they don't turn into their overseers."
I lay there for a long moment, staring at the open skies above us. "What about me?" I asked quietly.
"You're not excluded from those choices, Blu."
"You read my file. You know who I was. What I would've done if I didn't end up in that place. You'd really just let me go?"
"If you wanted to go, then yes."
The simple way in which she states it confused me. Like such a choice wouldn't cause issues or risks.
"But, we've been thinking about a better choice for you."
Oh?
"The Mazics are turning into the next Paltan Combine. Their newest influx of refugees were the released Krakotl."
My chest tightens. Nishtal is no more, razed to the bedrock and dead. We had been abandoned by our neighbors, our home slaughtered well before our true nature was revealed. And in the same year, the Federation deploys over forty thousand ships to take back a world that left behind their rule. Billions of loyal citizens captured and destined for a bloody fate were worth less than billions that seceded peacefully.
And then the humans brokered a deal with the Arxur and saved their souls. This was yet another time they did the impossible.
"We were thinking they could use a strong anchor to roost against. Someone that they might remember. A leader that they can trust."
I turned my head to directly face Hope, but she was still looking at the skies.
"I... they hate you humans."
"They do."
"I can't try and lead them, and sell out anyone that still doesn't believe in the UN's cause. I can't betray them." I chirped, dread worming into my gut.
"We wouldn't expect you too. We don't want you too. Blu-" Hope turned her gaze on me, her voice sincere. "We want them to find the right path. They deserve peace and security. They don't deserve to live in fear and rot with hatred. We don't... my group does not want yours to suffer over what your government did, even if the masses supported it at the time. We think you can lead them to a better future, where this hell can have a chance to heal and fade."
She looked back up at the artificial sky above us. "You don't even have to talk to us again if you choose this. If you do your best to ensure your species can coexist with mine, that would be more than we could ever hope to see happen."
"You think that's possible? That I could get that far? It seems so far away."
Hope bared her teeth in a smile. "You're more than capable. You love your people with everything you have, Blu. They'll see that. They'll believe in you. When you stand firm for your people, they'll follow you, too. We'll help where we can- peacefully. This can happen, I know it."
I found myself looking up at Earth's sky once again, apprehensive above this new burden. There was no way I would turn this down. If the Wolverines thought it was possible, then it was possible. A future where my people were both free in body and spirit was one I would fight for until my weary body gave out.
"How do we start?"

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Dawn of a new faction... ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Memory Transcription Subject: Tarva, Governor of the Venlil Republic
Date [Standardized Human Time]: November 7, 2136
Today was the day…
The ambassadors from all the other species have remained on Venlil Prime as honored guests. We all have been patiently waiting for humanity’s ambassador to arrive to address to us the new plan Meier devised for us. There was a lot of nervousness from us… We knew there were bound to be demands made by humanity in regards to their homeworld’s attack…
The ambassadors gathered on the landing platform as we patiently waited for the human shuttle to land. Cilany was there all the same, looking to get the story on what is about to unfold. Just then, we heard something entering the atmosphere. And not long after we heard the sound, We looked out over the horizon to see the human shuttle. It closed distance remarkably quickly and began to descend onto the platform before us…
It opened the hatch and…
It’s Noah…
Easy Tarva! Now is not the time for any of that! You can talk to Noah later, when you don’t have to worry about making a scene.
Noah stepped out with a strange headset around the back of his neck, and to our surprise 6 drones followed. First Meier and his extra heads, now Noah and these drones? Please creator, don’t tell me Noah has gone all crazy.
Noah stepped before us… “Hello… You all are bound to remember me from the summit on Aafa?”
Cupo responded in kind, “You are a difficult person to forget Noah, Hah!”
Noah wasn’t laughing…
Cupo coughed a bit before addressing Noah again, “Apologies… I must say I wasn’t expecting you to return… I figured you hate us.”
“OH I DO… with quite the burning passion as well…”
Noah stared into the Mazic’s eyes with a mixture of emotions. He was calm in his delivery, but hatred and disgust were the most prominent emotions in his voice…
Cupo seemed to flinch at the comment, and stepped back a bit.
“Let’s just get this over with…”
Noah spoke with a tired tone as he went to walk through the ambassadors and into the building, we all shuffled after him… Noah took his position at the podium and watched as all of the 90 ambassadors took their places to stand before him… He seemed to sigh before he sent out two drones to receive something from his ship. They went out the door, and not even a minute later the drones returned with a large television and positioned it behind Noah…
“I want you all to listen to this…”
The screen turned on… and immediately we were greeted by Strange and miscellaneous images. There was a message playing, It started with a man named Kurt Waldheim… a secretary general of the UN from long ago. There were many people that spoke up after him. In all kinds of languages that the translator had difficulty translating, all of them were warm and friendly… all of them human. So many humans long ago, seeming to greet the audience with a sense of hope and excitement.
After all that, we watched as countless images showed themselves in a slideshow format… accompanied by beautiful and emotional music… after that, sounds of earth… before the travesty…
Birds chirping, wind blowing, cities bustling, children playing…
What is this?
I looked around to the other ambassadors and saw many with tears forming in their eyes, with myself all the same. The others that weren’t crying were on the verge of tears, or expressed horror. The Tilfish and the Harchen seemed the most distraught out of everyone…
The recording was cut… and Noah turned to address us with a pained expression. “Do you know what that was? That was our first… and our greatest message that we ever produced… all of that which you all just watched was put onto ‘The Golden Disk’. This disk was placed upon a space probe called ‘Voyager’. It’s goal, to find alien life, and let them hear our hopes and dreams to meet them. To become allies… to become friends… And that is all we wanted with YOU… you ruined our dream… you ruined US.”
A tear was seen flowing down Noah’s cheek… This is too much… This is all they wanted. And we didn’t reciprocate in any way.
“I’m sorry… but we won’t ever be able to forgive you for what has been done… So instead of wishing for OUR forgiveness? You are to meet our demands in order to atone… that’s all you can do…”
…
Atone…
“From all species who weren’t present during the battle of earth… except the Yotul… you are to pay a single tribute of 25 percent of your yearly alloy production, as well as a tribute of 20 percent of your total food reserves… We need this more than ever now…”
Wait what?
The Duertian spoke up, “Wha-why aren’t you demanding anything from them?!”
Noah responded in kind, “Because even if they wanted to, they literally couldn’t. They have few, if any, ships to send to our aid… We can overlook the Yotul in that regard… YOU are not excused. We are also willing to send eight of our mobile shipyards for them to use to build up their own defenses. Rather than being ignored and CHASTISED by you lot!”
The Duertian was quickly silenced, she silently accepted defeat in that regard… The Yotul beamed in utter joy at the news. Noah continued, “From the supposed ‘allies’ that swore to help us… except the Yotul… you are to send medical supplies to us and pay a tribute of 27.5 your yearly alloy production for the next eight years.”
…
WHAT?!
Noah held out his hand to quiet us down before we began to speak out against this condition. We were the ones that were willing to accept humanity over anyone else! Why were we being forced to pay more?!
He spoke up to gain your attention, “THE REASON? Humans function under a pack mentality… and to abandon the pack when you are needed most is a great offense. You might’ve as well just killed us yourselves…”
…
That stung a lot…
It made more sense now. We were pledged to assist humanity and didn’t follow through on that promise in any way, this eight year annual tribute was to compensate for the false promises we gave…
“And lastly? The Tilfish and Harchen…”
Noah spoke of those two, and the ambassadors tensed up ever so greatly… “For 40 years you are to remain our vassals… you will provide 65 percent of your yearly alloy production for as long as you remain vassalized… your government will be reformed as we will it.”
That actually surprised me… I was honestly expecting worse of a punishment for them.
“Your tributes are to be delivered to the Alpha Centauri system, the closest system to earth… we still do not trust you so closely to our planet. That will be something you will earn again in time.”
It was all very reasonable, and understandable. I was glad we managed to convince Meier and the rest of humanity to spare us with some level of mercy… It’s nice to know that humanity isn’t all the monster we feared it’d become…
“Next order of business? We are going to tear down federation propaganda and completely disband extermination offices and predator disease treatment facilities and replace them with our own institutions on each of your planets. These departments are to be funded by your governments and will be set up and operated by humanity until the operators are to be replaced… Humanity will be willing to hire alien life into these government funded organizations… organizations being, a police force bound by human practices and policies, animal control, and a PROPER facility for treating mental illnesses… mental illnesses which you refer to as ‘predator disease’... anyone that opposes these changes will be dealt with hostility.”
That was a lot to take in… The Zurulian spoke up, “But exterminators and treatment facilities are how we keep our societies from dang-”
“SHUT. UP. ZURULIAN!”
Noah spoke with so much venom that I almost froze up again. “Those kinds of people do not protect you. They are federation puppets meant to control you… to make you obey the federation, keep their dogmatic beliefs and barbaric practices unquestioned. We will NOT tolerate anymore of this self-inflicted brainwashing upon you…”
The human spoke boldly against the institutions that the federation has built upon our home worlds… we were to meet these demands… and I personally welcomed it.
“Lastly? We wish to form, The Human Protectorate… We aim to create a senate for our faction soon enough, with all species, both vassal and ally included. We will defend you and you will remain loyal to us… in return for your loyalty we will seek to re-establish your lost cultures, as well as return to you all the people stolen away from you by Dominion as Cattle. Stolen away from you by the Federation. Once all your debts are repaid? We wish nothing more for your loyalty to the faction we wish to create with you…”
…
Wow…
That was a pledge of devotion that I, nor anyone was expecting…
“Do you all agree to the terms humanity has set forth?”
There was a collective nod as we all had a newfound anticipation and drive.
“I think we can all agree with your human terms… this will be a glorious achievement for us all!” The Duertian spoke with a glee in her voice.
“Good… ambassadors will be sent to each of you along with our defensive fleets when they arrive… I… am to remain Venlil’s ambassador…”
…
Oh Yes~!
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(LORE DUMP!)
:: The plan devised by the New UN council received a massive majority vote, with 86% agreeing with the course of action that would be taken... especially the one against the Krakotl once they get to Nishital~. The reason for the total one-eighty is because this plan is far more detailed an explained underneath the council's reworkings... unlike Meier's which was vague to the punishments that species would receive... The videos also attributed to easing the more of the populace than was initially expected... ::
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In fact, the current social security system effectively guarantees every citizen a basic income, but not completely unconditionally. But in most developed countries, able-bodied citizens can avoid work and live on social benefits (as well as free services and charities) indefinitely. For example, in Germany the supreme court restricts job center penalties, effectively removing the legal requirement to seek employment.
In US cities there are poor districts where people have been unemployed for generations. They have an income comparable to a "basic income" and sometimes even a better standard of living than those who work. UBI supporters are confident that with such prosperity, high ambitions, a desire to learn and a desire to strive people will awaken. Nothing of the kind is observed. There is an increase in crime, drug addiction, illiteracy and political apathy, which is sometimes replaced by aggression. It is to be expected that this behavior will continue even after the introduction of the UBI.
Fair criticism of this welfare system abounds, so we do not repeat it. This system suits the rich elite, as it prevents the discontent of the population. But most importantly, welfare recipients are virtually excluded from politics. No, nobody forbids them to go to the polls. But most of them don't vote and don't care about politics. There is even a subculture of welfare recipients who despise those who work for "human unworthy" wages.
Some billionaires see the flaws in the current social security system and support UBI experiments and discussions. From their point of view, a complex and inefficient bureaucracy should be replaced by a simpler and more efficient one. More importantly, the UBI should limit the consumption of majority and unleash the unrestricted growth of wealth and power for “chosen few”. At the same time, many wealthy people consider it their duty to provide "basic conditions" for all people. This attitude is reminiscent of the position of animal rights activists who demand "humane" treatment of animals.
Workers can participate in the political struggle and defend their interests as long as they are needed by someone. And what political impact would have, for example, a strike of unemployed or a union of pensioners? Due to technological progress, the share of labor in public production is decreasing, while the share of capital is increasing. Accordingly, the political influence of the working people tends to zero.

UBI and democracy

Does the recipient of UBI need democracy? He has no property and no political power. And he is ready to vote for any populist who promises an unrealistically high UBI. Something similar was in ancient Rome, where the rebellious people demanded "bread and circuses" and elected an emperor who promised it.
If a person owns property, there is an interest in protecting it. This implies the demand for law as a universal regulator of social relations. Legal relations are based on institutions, and not on the arbitrariness of the authorities. Therefore, there is a need to create a distributed management system (separation of powers, collegiality, the principle of consensus and compromise in decision-making).
Democracy originated in the Greek city of Athens as a gathering of free citizens (without the participation of slaves) to resolve current political issues. In the English kingdom, the first "democrats" were the feudal lords. More later, most men have got the right to vote - as a result of a long struggle.
While women were housewives, no one thought about women's suffrage. With the development of capitalism, they filled the workshops of the factories and were severely exploited. They got the right to vote as a result of fighting for their rights - and only because their work was necessary for employers and society.
Why do I mention democracy and voting rights? To emphasize a simple idea: to be a full-fledged member of society, whose opinion matters, one must either be an owner of the means of production or an employee - to offer capital or labor. While the share of labor in public production is steadily declining, so is the political power of workers, not to mention the power of UBI or welfare recipients. Thus, the majority is at the mercy of a minority of owners.
And let me emphasize once again that the political power of the population of developed democracies is weakening. It is no coincidence that the well-being of the people has been declining - slowly, but declining over the last half century. And at the same time, labor productivity grew rapidly, but the wealth of the super-rich grew even faster!
A hopeless picture of gradual impoverishment and degradation emerges - for the majority of the population. Scientists have already noticed that the IQ of the population of developed countries has stopped growing in the 20th century! But drug addiction and mental disorders are on the rise…

Citizens' dividends

But there is a way out! If no everyone can be hired worker, then everyone can be owner of the means of production! We are talking about dividends of citizens - unconditional payments for all citizens - without preconditions and obligations - funded by taxes. It seems that this is the same as UBI, but there are also significant differences:
Dividends beneficiary feels itself as one of the owners of production facilities and natural resources and participates in the disposal of these resources - through political activity. UBI recipients don’t care about it. Dividend recipients become politically active and financially comprehensive citizens - they are the middle class and the backbone of democracy. On the contrary, UBI recipients are formed into dependents who do not care where the money comes from and who earns it and how.
Important - property rights do not change: bankers and capitalists remain the owners of their fortunes, but the tax burden increases, especially for the super-rich - due to progressive taxes. Citizens receive dividends from the country's production capacities through the tax system - they cannot interfere in the activities of enterprises or banks.
Also, there is no guarantee how big the dividends will be. That depends on economic activity, on tax policy and, above all, on the "Social Contract". This opens up scope for constant political struggle. In this struggle, it is impossible to split the people and pursue a policy of "divide and rule" - dividends are equal for everyone and unite all!
No elite will voluntarily agree with the idea of citizens' dividends, as this is a direct infringement of their exclusive right to appropriate the "surplus value" from the exploitation of people, natural resources, means of production and information. The recipient of dividends is practically equal to the shareholder, although the dividends of citizens are financed by taxes. Moreover, it may turn out that the share of the poor in the "national pie" may increase, while the share of the rich - shrink!
Therefore, the introduction of citizens' dividends is only possible as a result of organized struggle of broad coalition of parties, movements and People...

Company Name	Title	City
United States Secret Service	Criminal Investigator	Las Vegas
Dental Designs of Las Vegas	Dental Hygienist	Henderson
Proud Moments	Full Time Center RBT	Henderson
Proud Moments	BCBA	Henderson
Proud Moments	Behavioral Aide	Las Vegas
Proud Moments	Registered Behavior Technician	Pahrump
Proud Moments	Behavioral Aide	Pahrump
Proud Moments	Mental Health Technician	Pahrump
EMPLOYERS	Enterprise Data Governance Program Manager	Reno
Park7 Management LLC	Maintenance Technician	Reno
Jiffy Airtool	Immediate Openings ShippingReceiving Clerk Carson City	Carson City
Laborers Union Local 169	Immediate Openings Construction Apprenticeship Reno	Reno
State of Nevada	Driver Warehouse Worker Trainee	Carson City
World Market	Stock Associate	Carson City
Capleo Global	Light Industrial - Shipping Associate Shipping Associate	Carson City
Big Lots	Retail Store Associates and Stockers - 4563	Carson City
Alsco External	Warehouse/Production Feeder -Folder - CC	Carson City
Office Depot	CashieStocker	Carson City
Western Nevada College	Theater Set Construction and Warehouse Manager	Carson City
Alsco External	Production Counter Sorter - CC	Carson City
Harbor Freight Tools	Retail Stocking Associate	Carson City
Webstaurant Store, Inc.	Supply Chain Manager Trainee	Dayton
Webstaurant Store, Inc.	1st Shift Warehouse Associate- $20/hr	Dayton
Harbor Freight Tools	Retail Stocking Associate	Elko
Intermountain Farmers Association (IFA)	Warehouse Associate	Elko

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The 2023 James Beard Awards honored chefs and restaurants in a ceremony held in Chicago on Monday night.
All the winners: Among the top awards, Rob Rubba of Oyster Oyster in Washington, D.C. won Outstanding Chef, and Friday Saturday Sunday in Philadelphia, PA took home the Outstanding Restaurant award. * Best New Restaurant went to Kann in Portland, OR, and Ellen Yin of High Street Hospitality Group in Philadelphia, PA was named Outstanding Restaurateur. * Emerging Chef was awarded to Damarr Brown of Virtue in Chicago, IL, and Outstanding Bakery went to Yoli Tortilleria in Kansas City, MO.
Notable mentions: The Humanitarian of the Year award was given to Olivia Watkins and Karen Washington, co-founders of the Black Farmer Fund, which will receive a $20,000 grant. * The Lifetime Achievement Award was presented to Madhur Jaffrey, an actress, cookbook author, and chef who was inducted into the James Beard Foundation's Cookbook Hall of Fame in 2006.
New ethics code: The James Beard Foundation recently outlined a new ethics code for nominees, requiring them not to engage in inhumane, exploitative, or unlawful workplace practices; violent or abusive behavior; or any form of discrimination.
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THE compulsive gambler sub consciously wants to lose his shirt, of course, along with everything else he owns, and so he again and again puts down the rent money on the Montreal Expos or 80‐to‐1 2‐year‐old maiden fillies wear ing blinkers and bandaged forelegs. And if he's nothing else, Walter Matthau, the 50‐year‐old stage and movie actor, is a compulsive gambler. A few years ago, for instance, while in Florida to film episodes of a TV series called “Tallahassee 7000,” Matthau breath‐takingly managed in a mere two weeks to drop no less than $183,000. He lost the money, moreover, not by backing crippled nags at Hialeah but mainly instead by betting on the outcome of spring training baseball games, a way of tossing bundles of money out the window that should surely that year have won him the Nobel Prize for masochism.
Since dropping that $183,000, sum that eventually took, him six years to pay off to his increa ingly impatient Mafia ‐ connected book maker, Matthau has cut down con siderably on the amounts that he bets, especially when he goes to race tracks, and on a good day at Holly wood Park he can now come happily home having lost only $400 or $580.
Still, he continues casually to bet thousand dollars or so on things like N.B.A. play‐off games or whether or not a friend can name the capital of Albania, and so remains a prime example of the evils of gambling to all those New Yorkers who are thinking of taking a first‐time fling at the ponies because of an easy access these days to offtrack betting windows in Grand Central Station and elsewhere. “I think that off‐track betting is great for New York,” dryly remarked Matthau during a recent three‐day visit to the city from his home in California. “I mean, it's so democratic—if they keep up off‐track betting long enough, every body in town will be on welfare.”
Of course, though he has the mo rose, hangdog look of a chronic loser, Matthas is scarcely a loser in everything he gets mixed up in. Far from it, as a matter of fact. For example, when signing contracts for his last several movies he chose to gamble on accepting a percentage of the profits in lieu of a salary, and at least one of these gambles has al ready handsomely paid off—his per centage of “Cactus Flower,” a film he made a couple of years ago with Ingrid Bergman and Goldie Hawn, has so far amounted, to more than a million dollars. And he's also on the way to making another million or so as his share of the profits from each of his two most recent pictures—“A New Leaf,” a wacky comedy in which he is co‐starred with Elaine May, and “Plaza Suite,” the film version of Neil Simon's exceedingly successful Broadway play. So, unlike almost every other compulsive gamb er in the country, Matthau is nowadays just about literally rolling in money. Besides, pleased with the way that his career is going, with his marriage, with his three children, and with his seaside home in Pacific Palisades, Calif., Matthau is even happy, an emotion not normally associated with the compulsive gambler.
HOW does a compulsive gambler get to be one? The story of Matthau's life is perhaps an object lesson to all of those who have lately been spend ing their lunch hours in Grand Cen tral Station to wait in line for the dubious privilege of giving away their money to Howard Samuels and his Off track Betting Corporation. In any event, Matthau was born on the lower East Side of Manhattan on Oct. 1, 1920, the son of an impoverished Russian‐Jewish immigrant from Kiev, in the Ukraine, and of a Lithuanian born Jewish mother.
When Matthau was 3 years old, and his older brother, Henry, was 5, his father, a worker at such odd jobs as serving subpoenas for law firms, lit out for parts unknown, leaving him and his brother to be raised by their mother, Rose, who managed to scrape a marginal living for herself and her sons by working as a sewing machine operator in garment district sweatshops. In 1935, when Matthau was 15 years old, he learned of his father's death in Bellevue Hospital. His mother is still living, and—sup ported in the grand manner by her sons (Matthau's brother lives now on Long Island and is a jobber of surplus Army‐Navy goods)—divides her time these days between a penthouse on West End Avenue and a condo in Miami Beach.
During his childhood, Matthau, his brother and his mother lived in succession of cold‐water tenement apartments in the Ukrainian area of the Lower East Side, that is, around East Fifth Street near Second Av enue, being forced to vacate each apartment after only a few months because they'd got so hopelessly far behind in the rent that their land lord would have them evicted. Years later, when Matthau briefly sublet Paul Newman's house in Hollywood for $3,700 per month, he recalled with a shake of his head that $3,700 was more money than the Matthau family had spent on rent during 20 years on the Lower East Side. Mat thau, however, hasn't the slightest nostalgia these days for his poverty ridden childhood. “It was a night mare—a dreadful, horrible, stinking nightmare,” he grimly remembers.
On the Lower East Side, Matthau recalls, the highest ambition of most of his class ates was some day to become a salesman for a garment district dress house, for he himself secretly had far more exalted am bitions — by the age of 8, a day dreamer, a loner, a reader of Shake speare, he'd already determined to become a famous writer and actor. Encouraged by a teacher who ad mired his speaking voice, Matthau appeared in a number of school plays and also regularly recited poetry in school assemblies. On East Fifth Street, anyone who evinced an interest in poetry was thought by his classmates to be seriously lacking in machismo, and Matthau often found himself getting beaten up at recess by schoolyard bullies. So, already feet tall by the age of 10 (he weighed only 90 pounds, however, and, says Matthau, who is today 6 feet 3 inches tall and weighs 180 pounds; “when I drank cherry soda, I looked like thermometer”), he put himself through a regimen of muscle‐building until “I had Popeyelike bumps on my skinny arms and could beat up any body who made snide remarks about my poetry reading.”
When Matthau was 11 years old, in fact, one of those whom he alleges to have beaten up in the schoolyard was none other than Rocky Graziano, who grew up, of course, to become the middleweight boxing champion of the world. Of Matthau's claim to having beaten up Graziano, one can unequivocally make the following statement: The story either is or is not true.
IN any event, along with being a compulsive gambler, Matthau is also something of a compulsive stretcher of the truth. Or, to put it perhaps a bit more tactfully, a compulsive weaver of fiction when it comes to talking about his past. For example, bored with repeating the story of his life over and over again to interview ers, Matthau has on more than one occasion told newspapermen and magazine writers that his father was a defrocked Russian Orthodox priest who'd had to flee for his life from Czarist Kiev in 1906 because he'd been preaching sermons in support of Pope Pius X. And this story, told by Matthau to interviewers with an absolutely straight face, has appeared several times as the God's truth in such usually accurate publications as Time and Current Biography.
NOT long ago, too, when Matthau was in New York for a round of newspaper, maga zine, radio and TV interviews to promote “Plaza Suite,” chanced to be in earshot when he told a story to Neil Simon that he'd heard the night be fore from Gene Saks, the director, about a somewhat aging and hard ‐ of hearing actor who'd had trouble re membering his lines in a play last winter at the Palm Beach Playhouse in Florida. So, as Matthau told the story to Si mon, a prompter, unseen by the audience, was hidden in a hole cut into the front of the stage and instructed to call out only key words to the actor when a line was for gotten. “Drastic,” whispered the prompter when the actor went up in his lines on the opening night of the play. From the hard ‐ of ‐ hearing actor, no response. “Drastic,” repeated the prompter in a somewhat louder voice. Again, no response. “Drastic,” the prompter now all but shouted. Still no response, upon which a man in the second row of the orchestra stood up and yelled “Dastic!” The actor heard him, smiled, remem bered his line, and the play went on.
As show‐biz stories go, not bad. Not so great, either. The following evening, however, happened to be on hand when Matthau was being inter viewed by David Frost on Frost's TV talk show and was asked, “What was your most embarrassing moment in the theater?” And, without batting an eyelash, Matthau pro ceeded to tell the “drastic” story as though it was some thing that had happened to him years ago on Broadway.
He concocts personal anec dotes that aren't true, Mat thau later somewhat abashedly told me, because they liven up otherwise boring inter views and make his past seem more colorful than it really was. “Like saying that my father was a Catholic priest — I figure that makes me more interesting than just another Jewish actor who had a pair of Jewish parents,” Matthau explained to me with a grin. “Jewish and Catholic— if I can just work a Protestant into my background, I'm all set.”

Company Name	Title	City
Cargill	Electromechanical Technician	Kansas City
Conduent, Inc.	CRC Specialist	Lebanon
Conduent, Inc.	Customer Service Representative	Lebanon
Research Medical Center	RN	Lenexa
Research Medical Center	Registered Nurse (RN)	Lenexa
Cargill	Utility Operator	Overland Park
Talkspace	Mental Health Therapist	Kansas
Talkspace	Licensed Mental Health Therapist Counselor (Remote)	Olathe
Job News	Recruitment Advertising Consultant (Inside Sales)	Overland Park
Job News	Inside Sales Representative	Overland Park
BayMark Health Services	PRN Pharmacist	Topeka
BayMark Health Services	Part Time Addiction Counselor	Topeka
BayMark Health Services	Full- time Substance Use Counselor	Topeka
BG Products, Inc	Technical Service Advisor	WICHITA
Linde	Immediate Openings Class A CDL Tanker Truck Driver Dodge City	Dodge City
Abilene Machine LLC	Warehouse Receiving Associate	Abilene
Creekstone Farms Premium Beef	Shipping Supervisor - 2nd Shift	Arkansas City
Mcfarlane Aviation Llc	Shipping & Invoicing Rep	Baldwin City
Orscheln Industries	Receiver	Basehor
Novolex	Packaging Associate	Baxter Springs
Agco	Truck Loader	Beloit
Sapp Bros., Inc.	Local CDL Bobtail Driver	Blue Rapids
CHS Inc.	Warehouse Specialist	Brewster
Locke Supply Co.	Delivery Driver - Light Warehouse	Chanute
Helena - Agri Enterprises, LLC	Warehouse Associate - Temporary	Cimarron

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Here is another round of updates and additional due diligence on $VRSSF (OTCQX)/ $VERS (NEO) to share. Since writing a DD for this stock on Reddit, it has nearly tripled. Volume has increased heavily since. Here is why I am EVEN MORE bullish now:
Original DD 2 months ago: “https://www.reddit.com/pennystocks/comments/12awmzw/verses_ai_has_great_catalysts_that_can_help_it/”
TLD Investment Thesis: VERSES AI is a cognitive computing company that is developing a new type of AI that is designed to mimic human understanding. Verses AI is called GIA, has developed an advanced AI platform called KOSM which powers it. KOSM can connect data, rules, simulations, and processes to help businesses make better decisions. It also has a broad range of applications in industries such as smart cities, smart grids, and smart homes, to name a few.
Contrary to existing Generative AI and Large Language Models (LLMs) like OpenAI’s GPT, Google’s BARD, and Meta’s LLAMA, which generate content based on inferred patterns but lack deep comprehension, VERSES is striving for a more human-like understanding. They aim for their AI not merely to mimic but to truly understand, incorporating new information post-training and applying nuance, similar to a human brain.
Today (6/5), the largest law firm in the world, Dentons, has co-authored a 50-page whitepaper with VERSES on how to govern AI, titled “A Path to Global AI Governance”. The report by VERSES and Dentons is a valuable contribution to the debate about the governance of AI, as it is a set of protocols, believed to become the backbone of AI governance. The report’s recommendations are comprehensive and well-argued, and they offer a roadmap for how to ensure that AI is used safely and responsibly.
Verses AI has a strong team of experienced AI professionals, and it has raised over $20 million in funding (this funding will help the company to grow its business and develop its AI platform). The company is already working with Fortune 500 companies, and it has the potential to be a major player in the AI industry.
VERSES’s leadership and technology AI team is led by Dr. Karl Friston (Dr. Karl Friston is a prominent British neuroscientist and theoretical neurobiologist, widely recognized for his work on brain imaging, neural networks, and computational models of brain function) and others who have a lot of experience in AI, IoT, Robotics, VAR, Enterprise Software, and Global Sales.
If GIA is successful, it could revolutionize the field of AI. Here are some of the benefits of VERSES’s AI: - It could be more accurate and less biased than current AI models. - It could be able to learn and adapt more easily. - It could be able to interact with the physical world in a more natural way. Looking at the AI industry’s prospective growth, it’s slated to become a trillion-dollar industry by 2030, with a CAGR of over 40%. The AI market is growing rapidly. The global AI market is expected to reach $422.37 billion by 2028.
VERSES offers an AI ecosystem for a variety of global solutions to B2B, B2G and B2C businesses in across all major industries. Their business model includes various revenue streams such as licensing, Joint Ventures, KOSM fees, compute fees, transaction fees, and marketplace fees. Verses AI’s focus on diversifying revenue streams and strategic collaborations offers a strong and sustainable business model. The AI industry’s exponential growth, plus Verses AI’s strong foundation and partnerships are very attractive.
VERSES’s AI could have a major impact on a variety of industries, including: - Manufacturing: GIA could be used to automate tasks, improve quality control, and reduce costs. - Logistics: GIA could be used to optimize transportation routes, track inventory, and manage supply chains. - Healthcare: GIA could be used to diagnose diseases, provide personalized care, and develop new treatments. - Education: GIA could be used to personalize learning, provide feedback, and create engaging educational experiences.
VRSSF has good upside potential, a strong business model with multiple revenue streams, significant revenue potential, near-term growth catalysts, a strong cash position as well and has intentions to uplist onto NASDAQ
Verses AI is up while C3.ai $AI is down. The trading volume of VRSSF has increased a lot. The average volume stands at 369,753, but the most recent volume was nearly three times that at 1,092,582. This increased activity shows heightened investor interest and could signify a positive momentum shift. Overall, the technical analysis data for Verses AI is positive. The stock is trading above its moving averages, the RSI is above 50 and rising, and volume is increasing. These are all bullish signs that suggest that the stock could continue to rise in the future. Financials/ Valuation Data: - Revenue: Revenue has been growing steadily in recent quarters, with a 101.20% YoY quarterly revenue growth. This shows that the company is growing its business and generating more revenue. - The sales growth from 2021 to 2022 is a 2,606.59%. The company has leaped from revenue of 128.5K to 3.48M in just one year. This demonstrates the increasing demand for their products and services and indicates that they’re effectively penetrating the market. - Earnings: Earnings per share (EPS) has been negative in recent quarters, but it is trending upwards. This shows that the company is on the path to profitability. - One critical takeaway from the financials is the company’s ability to control its operating expenses, which dropped significantly from $16.91 million to $4.27 million. This is a strong indication that management is focused on efficiency and cost control, which is an excellent sign for future profitability. - Many young companies, especially in technology, often operate at a loss in their early years as they invest heavily in research, development, and market penetration. The fact that VRSSF has seen such rapid sales growth and improvement in gross income suggests they are on a great path. - Cash flow: Cash flow from operations has been positive in recent quarters, which means that the company is generating enough cash to cover its operating expenses. - Debt: Debt is relatively low, which means that the company does not have a lot of financial obligations. Technical Analysis & Price Action: The trading volume of VRSSF is a noteworthy point. The average volume stands at 369,753, but the most recent volume was nearly three times that at 1,092,582, and recently trading more than 2,000,000 shares daily. This increased activity shows heightened investor interest and could signify a positive momentum shift.
- Moving averages: The 50-day moving average is rising, which is a bullish sign. The 200-day moving average is also rising, which is a sign of a long-term uptrend. - Relative strength index (RSI): The RSI is above 50, which is a bullish sign. The RSI is also rising, which is a sign of increasing momentum. - Bollinger bands: The Bollinger bands are widening, which is a sign of increasing volatility. However, the bands are still relatively narrow, which is a sign of a healthy market. - Volume: Volume is increasing, which is a bullish sign. Increasing volume shows that more people are buying the stock, which is a sign of increasing demand. Conclusion: Overall, Verses AI is a company with a lot of potential. It has a strong team, a solid financial foundation, and a number of innovative products and services. Verses AI can revolutionize the field of AI by being more accurate and less biased than current models while being able to learn and adapt more easily. I believe that Verses AI has the potential to be a major player in the AI industry, and I am bullish on the company.
If you have any additional information, please let me know. Have you heard of it? Are you watching it? Do you own it? Original DD 2 months ago: “https://www.reddit.com/pennystocks/comments/12awmzw/verses\_ai\_has\_great\_catalysts\_that\_can\_help\_it/” Recent News/Catalysts: In June 20023, the largest law firm in the world, Dentons, has co-authored a 50-page whitepaper with VERSES on how to govern AI, titled “A Path to Global AI Governance”. Dentons and VERSES have put forward a set of protocols, believed to become the backbone of AI governance. They offer a standard framework, aiming to foster the responsible growth of AI technologies. The report by VERSES and Dentons is a valuable contribution to the debate about the governance of AI. The report’s recommendations are comprehensive and well-argued, and they offer a roadmap for how to ensure that AI is used safely and responsibly. In March 2023, Verses AI raised an additional C$600,000, bringing the total amount of capital raised to C$7,504,845.30. This funding will help the company to continue to grow and develop its AI technologies. In March 2023, Verses AI announced a strategic partnership with SimWell, a leader in digital simulations. The partnership will combine Verses AI’s advanced AI technology with SimWell’s experience in building digital twins to deliver predictive modeling simulations. This collaboration will empower enterprise clients in various sectors to generate real-time models to make data-driven decisions, optimize processes, and reduce costs. In February 2023, Verses AI announced the development of a next-generation AI personal assistant called GIA (General Intelligent Agent). GIA will automate data organization, predictive reasoning, and the ability to learn over time. GIA is poised to become the first intelligent all-in-one solution for anyone seeking a smarter way to organize, manage, and automate their personal and professional activities. Verses AI is planning the international beta rollout of GIA beginning in the summer of 2023. In February 2023, Verses AI partnered with SVT Robotics to expand the application of AI in industrial environments, specifically warehouses and distribution centers. As the demand for automation and AI continues to grow, strategic partnerships like this can create a competitive edge and open up new opportunities for companies involved in the supply chain and logistics sector. In November 2022, Verses Technologies and Blue Yonder have partnered to provide adaptive intelligence and Spatial Twin management applications to Blue Yonder’s global logistics customers. These applications will help improve workflow optimization, traceability, and intelligent automation in warehouses and distribution centers. This partnership is a good thing for the global supply chain. It will help companies to address some of the persistent challenges that they are currently facing, such as labor shortages, equipment availability, and the ripple effect of global bottlenecks. By implementing these advanced technologies, supply chain companies can enhance their routing, slotting, and capacity management. As the world continues to face supply chain challenges, this partnership is a good step towards addressing current supply chain issues by using AI technology. Additionally, it will help companies to automate tasks, which can free up employees to focus on more strategic work.

Company Name	Title	City
Cargill	Master Mechanic	Nebraska City
Cargill	General Production	Nebraska City
Cargill	Senior Maintenance	Nebraska City
Cargill	Master Mechanic	Syracuse
Cargill	Senior Maintenance	Syracuse
TheKey	Caregiver (Cna/Pca/Hha)	Douglas County
TheKey	Caregiver Companion (Cna/Pca/Hha)	Lancaster County
Talkspace	Therapist - LCSW, LMFT, LPCC, or PhD (Virtual / Remote)	Lincoln
US Customs & Border Protection	Border Patrol Agent, Entry Level	Lincoln
Talkspace	Licensed Clinical Social Worker (LCSW) - Remote	Papillion
Talkspace	Therapist - LCSW, LMFT, LPCC, or PhD (Virtual / Remote)	Riverdale
Buzz's Marine	Apparel and Accessories Manager	Kearney
Buzz's Marine	Immediate Openings Parts Accessories Manager Kearney	Kearney
Buzz's Marine	Lead of Accessories	Kearney
Buzz's Marine	Immediate Openings Parts Accessories Manager Kearney	Minden
Educational Service Unit #8	Immediate Openings Technology Director Neligh	Neligh
Educational Service Unit #8	Immediate Openings Technology Director Neligh	Pierce
Helena - Agri Enterprises, LLC	Warehouse Associate	Albion
Advance Services Inc	Aurora, NE - Forklift Operator - Days	Aurora
Michael Kors	Stock Associate - Chicago Outlet (Aurora, IL)	Aurora
Advance Services Inc	Aurora, NE - Forklift Operator - Nights	Aurora
Sapp Bros., Inc.	Warehouse Associate	Beatrice
GT Sales & Manufacturing Inc	Warehouse Team Member	Beatrice
Harbor Freight Tools	Retail Stocking Associate	Beatrice
Bd	Warehouse Utility W/ CDL- A Shift	Columbus

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Company Name	Title	City
Kalcorp Enterprises	Ecom Shipping Team Member	College Station
Kalcorp Enterprises	Warehouse Team Member	College Station
Kalcorp Enterprises	ECommerce Shipping Assistant Manager	College Station
Asset Living	Community Assistant - Warehouse and Factory	College Station
The Reynolds and Reynolds Company	Part-time Supply Clerk	College Station
Compass Group	Warehouse Attendant (full Time)	College Station

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