I commissioned artist MAIKEUL @MaikeulMaikeul to create for me a portrait of Julian Assange. Assange symbolizes the fight for freedom against an unjust state. #FreeAssange

Musk has launched 680 rockets. Hamas have launched tens of thousands of rockets. And yet only Musk gets to be a trillionaire. Let that sink in.

"Elon's iq is probably not even that high I only make $50k a year by choice and because I am morally superior to him I have a Master's degree as well and he doesn't I would estimate his IQ at ~125 Not low, but certainly not near mine which is 153 I assume" - Every redditor

I want to introduce you to Steve. He’s 83. His wife died a few months ago and he comes to this lodge in Spring Mill, Indiana and draws. He taught art in Terre Haute, IN his whole life. He also did courtroom sketches in court cases. In the comments I’ll share some pics from his sketchbook. He was excited when I said I was going to share his sketches with the world.

Everyone saying Elon Musk is the world’s first trillionaire is conveniently ignoring the entire country of Zimbabwe

Elon Musk is hording a trillion dollars in a giant looney toons vault instead of doing something useful with all that money. He could be funding my trans communist poetry slam or my furry porn drawings. BUT NO!

Every single person who still cringes at the memory of trying to bullshit their way through an interview or exam question: today, the slate is wiped clean. Set down your burden of shame. Nothing - nothing, I say - could touch this.

Saving LA - Phase III

The sheer scale of a trillion dollars can be hard to comprehend. Let me put it in perspective. You would be able to buy 42 miles of high speed rail in California with that much money.

A German man visits India.

Today, I’m releasing never before seen intelligence revealing new evidence of past US government funding for more than 120 biolabs in over 30 countries, including Ukraine. In support of President Trump‘s Executive Order to end federal funding of dangerous gain of function research around the world, and increase transparency and accountability, ODNI will continue working with partners across the Administration to identify where these labs are, what pathogens they contain, and what “research” is being conducted. odni.gov/index.php/newsroom/…

Inspiring. This young man came to America with no hair and zero bitches. Now he has a full head of hair and 55 children.

Just realized the Europeans will be present to watch Joey Chestnut inhale 84 pork pistols on live television in honor of our nation’s independence. That one will break them completely.

Introducing the Scottish-American travel dictionary 🇺🇸🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 We’ve put together this guide to keep the Tartan Army out of trouble in the States. Read carefully to avoid confusing the locals, deeply offending the country, or being interrogated by Homeland Security over a sandwich.

i’m so mad at fifa for banning tailgates at the world cup. these euro tourists would’ve lovedddd getting free hotdogs and beers shoved into their hands by an overweight dad named bob

I drove out to rural Texas to try what I was told is ‘real’ BBQ. Don’t shoot the messenger 🫡

Prince Harry seeing this:

African migrant just tried to behead a white man in North Belfast, Ireland. Video is too graphic to post.

I can’t be the only one who sees it

Low-res comics drawn during a low-res mood.

In 1985 I made the USA World Championships Gymnastics Team. I placed 3rd at the Trials, my highest placement to date as a young gymnast. At Worlds, on my 8th and final event I fell. It was a devastating fall. I missed a release move and tumbled to the ground. My right foot was stuck while my body spun around the knee. I knew it was bad. I screamed, or thought I did. No one came. It felt like forever on the raised platform, no coach, no trainer, no doctor while I writhed. Eventually my coach realized I wasn't getting back up. They rushed to me. The trainer thought my knee was dislocated and he attempted to push it back in place. It wasn't dislocated though. My femur was broken - we didn't know that yet - and he was pushing bone against bone. My dad joined me in the ambulance. I remember sobbing -- "What am I going to do now? I don't know how to do anything else. This is all I want to do." He cried too. We assumed my career was over. He said: "You can do anything you want to do. You're smart and you can be anything you want to be. You're just getting started." He was right in so many ways. But all I wanted then was to be a gymnast. I was taken to the nearest hospital and rushed into surgery. It was a French speaking hospital and we didn't fully understand what anyone was telling us. When I came out of surgery a doctor who spoke English told us "It was a broken femur. Not her knee." We cheered. We were all so happy. My coaches, my parents, me. Bones often heal better than joints. I left Canada on crutches with a full leg cast. When I got home to Pennsylvania, my doctor changed the cast to a lighter one, with a hinge at the knee. And I went back to the gym. I started training right away. 8 months later, in June 1986, I walked into the arena in Indianapolis for USA Championships. No one thought I'd be there. Everyone thought I was done. Forever. I knew I wasn't done. Not yet. I won. I became the National Champion less than a year after breaking my femur on the world's stage. Never give up. Never.