So Democrats are worried about people that want to vote but: Don’t work Don’t receive benefits Don’t receive Social Security Don’t file taxes Don’t participate in economy in any way Don’t have a library card Don’t go to the doctor Never attended school Never received a Social Security card Never received a birth certificate Never legally got married Don’t drive Don’t own a car Don’t rent a car Don’t have a credit card Don’t have a bank account Don’t own a house Don’t rent a house Sure Jan…

Somebody needs to tell Lopez that the Adolf Hitler look went out in the 40s.

Beautiful Sunday morning, sitting on my front porch, listening to automatic weapons fire. Man, I love America. Somebody near me got some class three stuff, wish it was me. I don’t have full auto money.

🚨17-year-old Samuel Davis went to the Classic Mart & 420 Shop in San Antonio around 1 a.m. on Friday and tried to buy a 99-cent tobacco product. The store clerk refused to sell it to him because Davis was underage. The refusal led to an argument between the two inside the store. During the confrontation, Davis allegedly pulled out a knife and stabbed the store clerk multiple times. After the attack, Davis ran from the scene. When police arrived, they found the store clerk suffering from several stab wounds. He died at the scene from his injuries. Investigators reviewed store surveillance footage, which reportedly captured the incident, and a witness later identified Davis from a photo lineup. Police also spoke with a coworker who said Davis was a regular customer who often caused problems, acted aggressively, and was known to steal from the store. After a nearby standoff connected to the investigation, Davis was taken into custody and charged with murder. His bond was set at $500,000.

🇺🇸 🇮🇱 Mike Huckabee, U.S. Ambassador to Israel: "I can't be Christian and not be completely connected to the Jewish people. Our entire faith is built on the foundation of Judaism. God blesses those who bless Jews and curses those who curse Jews."

My friends, Knowing how much y’all care for the wee little man, I thought I’d invite you in as we sang “Happy Birthday” to him! The XO and Tango Tango made him this spectacular Bearhead cake and he was over the moon. He loves birthdays anyway, but this one really hit home for Iron Will and for all of us. Enjoy! #IronWill #TeamIronWill #DownSyndromeAdvocacy

I grew up hating white people, and the scary part is that millions of young Black men are being brainwashed into that exact same mindset today. The education system feeds Black kids a steady diet of historical resentment until their undeveloped brains start picturing every single white person as the enemy. Blaming the white man for modern community struggles is a trap that keeps people broke and angry.

On va m'accuser de racisme pour ce qui suit. Lisez jusqu'au bout : c'est le seul texte authentiquement antiraciste que vous lirez cette semaine. Voici la démonstration, en trois preuves, que grouper les gens n'a aucun sens. Pas moralement. Logiquement. Preuve numéro un : la variance. Prenez n'importe quel groupe : les Noirs, les Blancs, les Juifs, les femmes, les Asiatiques, les gays, les hétéros. Mesurez n'importe quoi : intelligence, valeurs, ambition, goûts, opinions politiques. Le résultat est toujours le même, et il est connu des statisticiens depuis cinquante ans : la variance à l'intérieur du groupe écrase la variance entre les groupes. Traduction : deux femmes prises au hasard diffèrent plus entre elles que la moyenne des femmes ne diffère de la moyenne des hommes. Deux Noirs pris au hasard ont moins en commun entre eux qu'avec des millions de Blancs, et inversement. Le groupe ne prédit presque rien de l'individu. C'est un fait mathématique. Celui qui vous parle des Noirs ou des femmes comme d'un bloc ne décrit pas la réalité. Il décrit son ignorance de la réalité. Preuve numéro deux : l'intersection infinie. Chaque humain appartient simultanément à des milliers de catégories. Une femme est aussi une ingénieure, une Bretonne, une mère, une athée, une passionnée d'échecs, une propriétaire, une fille d'ouvrier. Laquelle de ces appartenances est SON identité ? Celui qui choisit pour elle, et qui choisit toujours la race ou le sexe plutôt que le reste, ne révèle rien sur elle. Il révèle tout sur lui : il a besoin de cette case-là, parce que c'est celle qui se monnaye politiquement. Preuve numéro trois : le porte-parole impossible. Si le groupe homogène n'existe pas, alors personne ne peut parler en son nom. Chaque association qui prétend représenter « les musulmans », « les femmes » ou « les Noirs » représente en réalité une fraction militante qui a capturé le micro. Les millions d'individus rangés de force dans la case n'ont rien demandé. On parle à leur place, puis on leur reproche de ne pas être d'accord avec leur propre porte-parole. CQFD : le groupe est une fiction statistique, l'assignation est arbitraire, la représentation est une capture. Il n'existe que des individus. Maintenant, la nuance qui change tout, parce que c'est ici que tout le monde se trompe dans les deux sens. Les cultures, elles, existent. Une culture n'est pas un groupe assigné, c'est l'inverse exact : une création émergente. Des millions d'individus libres qui, génération après génération, sédimentent une langue, une cuisine, un humour, des paysages, une manière d'être au monde. Personne ne l'a décrétée, personne n'en détient la carte de membre, et c'est précisément pour ça qu'elle est précieuse. Macron a dit « il n'y a pas de culture française ». C'est la plus grande erreur de sa présidence. La culture française existe, n'importe quel étranger la reconnaît en dix secondes, et des étrangers l'ont assez aimée pour devenir plus français que nous. Une culture se respecte, se transmet, s'enrichit. Elle ne se déconstruit pas de force, ni la nôtre, ni celle des autres. D'où les deux règles d'une société d'individus, et elles tiennent en deux phrases. Règle un : aucune minorité, de quelque ordre que ce soit, n'impose sa vision du monde à la majorité. Vivre sa différence est un droit absolu. La faire payer aux autres, réécrire leurs livres, renommer leurs fêtes, policer leur langue, n'en est pas un. Règle deux : on juge les actes, et on les juge durement. Celui qui vole, qui tue, qui menace physiquement, tombe sous une justice intransigeante, quelle que soit sa case. Pas de circonstance sociologique, pas d'excuse communautaire, pas de lecture racialisée du crime. Un individu a agi, un individu répond. Et maintenant vous voyez le scam wokiste dans son architecture entière. Le wokisme a besoin que les groupes existent, parce que sans groupes, pas de lutte des groupes, et sans lutte, pas de pouvoir pour les courtiers de la lutte. Alors il a fusionné toutes les causes en un seul conglomérat : race, sexe, orientation, religion, tout est devenu un seul front, les « dominés » contre les « dominants ». Regardez ce conglomérat deux secondes et il s'effondre. Ses composantes veulent des choses opposées. Les féministes et les islamistes dans le même cortège. Les gays défilant pour des régimes qui les pendent. Aucune cohérence interne, et pour cause : ce n'est pas une coalition d'intérêts, c'est un cartel de porte-paroles. La grille oppresseur-opprimé est le même logiciel que la lutte des classes, recompilé. On a juste remplacé le prolétariat, qui n'a pas voulu jouer son rôle, par un patchwork de minorités assignées de force. Le racisme assigne l'individu à sa race. L'antiracisme woke assigne l'individu à sa race. C'est la même opération avec un signe inversé, et c'est pour ça que plus on le pratique, plus le pays se fracture. La sortie n'est ni dans la revanche d'un groupe ni dans la promotion d'un autre. Elle est dans la dissolution du concept : des individus libres, jugés sur leurs actes, dans des cultures vivantes qu'on respecte au lieu de les déconstruire. C'est exactement ce que l'Occident avait inventé, et c'est exactement ce qu'on lui a fait oublier. Aux individus de le reconstruire.

I'm a bit angry.

European soccer fans when they return home after eating American fast food for two weeks

Moms Demand Action-Endorsed Candidate Says She Wants a Ban on All Semi-Automatic Firearms bearingarms.com/camedwards/2…

I wonder what our European brethren think about the heat here in America.

It's a good news kinda day, y'all. First: My recent PET scan showed zilch. I'm officially cancer free (again) after progressing to stage 4. It's extremely weird how this all happened, and honestly it feels a bit like it's in the miracle realm. I'll write a more detailed post in the future, including receipts for anyone who's skeptical, but for now I'll just say thank you, Jesus. Second: My book appears to be available for pre-sale on Amazon. Those of you who like to hop on things immediately can pre-order, but I'm going to save the big marketing push for October (it comes out early November). I'm really excited for this one, y'all.

On this day — June 10, 1940 Nazi Germany completed its conquest of Denmark & Norway (Operation Weserübung). Two neighboring countries. Same brutal occupier. The fate of their Jewish communities could not have been more different. Denmark had around 8,000 Jews, and they refused to play along. For the first 3 years, the Germans were forced to treat Denmark’s Jews relatively mildly. No yellow stars, no immediate persecution. Then in October 1943, when the Nazis finally tried to round them up: - Ordinary Danes — fishermen, doctors, teachers, priests, police, farmers — warned the Jews in time. - In just three weeks, they smuggled more than 7,200 Jews and 700 non-Jewish family members across the sea to neutral Sweden in fishing boats, often hidden under piles of fish. - The result was an incredible 99% survival rate for Denmark’s Jews. About 51 Danish Jews were killed in the Holocaust. It was one of the greatest collective rescues in human history. In contrast, Norway’s small Jewish population (just over 2,000) faced a far darker fate with Norwegian police and collaborators actively helping the Nazis. Starting in 1942: - Norwegian authorities registered Jews, seized their property, and assisted in roundups. - Between October 1942 and February 1942, around 800 Norwegian Jews were arrested and deported — mostly to Auschwitz. Only 34 survived. - Roughly half the Jewish community was murdered, with some killed in Norway itself. About 900 escaped to Sweden thanks to some brave resistance networks, but the state and police largely failed them. Same evil. Same invasion date. Same Nazi master. Denmark showed the best of humanity — neighbors protecting neighbors at great personal risk. Norway showed how collaboration and indifference enabled mass murder. This is why “ordinary people” matter. Courage is a choice. Silence and cooperation have deadly consequences.

We’ve all heard the narrative by now. “He was bullied.” “He was picked on.” “He was defending himself.” But there’s one problem. According to the testimony, these two young men didn’t even know each other. So help this old man understand something. If they were strangers… If one attended Centennial and the other attended Memorial… If he was reportedly under the wrong school’s tent… If witnesses say he was asked over and over to leave… Then what exactly was the bullying? And perhaps the biggest question of all… Why didn’t he just leave? Not because leaving would have been difficult. Not because he didn’t know where his own team was. Not because he couldn’t understand what was being said. Just stand up and walk away. Twenty feet. Thirty feet. That’s the question America keeps asking. Because one young man is gone. Another young man has lost his future. And it all appears to have started with a request that should have taken ten seconds to comply with. So tonight let’s walk through the facts, the testimony, and the questions that millions of Americans are asking. #AStoneGroove #SilentMajoritySpeaks

Re: Karmelo Anthony and his defenders: Obviously there is some blind black tribal loyalty involved, but I think there’s something else and arguably worse. The facts seem to be this: Karmelo invaded another track team’s tent. He did this to assert dominance. When asked to leave, he issued threats: “touch me and see what happens.” After repeatedly telling him that he was not welcome, and in response to provocation, Austin Metcalf pushed him, trying to get him to comply with basic social norms. Karmelo, no doubt delighted that he had now received permission for escalation under his own code, stabbed Austin to death. The black defenders of Karmelo believe this is how society should operate: an endless war of all against all to assert dominance, escalating when one’s assertions are rebuffed. They’re mad that the justice system got involved, because in their minds this is the proper way to conduct business: omnipresent dominance signaling, inevitably leading to violence. They genuinely don’t understand that other people don’t operate according to those rules. And they certainly don’t understand that our rules, by drastically reducing friction and needless cost, are the very reason for the disparities in group power they complain about. We are polite internally and can thus exert greater collective power externally. A few Karmelos in the mix destroys this system. But they don’t care that running things their way would be the end of civilization, the end of their cell phones and EBT and air conditioning, because they don’t understand it. They don’t understand anything about the modern world. They are lost here, confused. This state of affairs is not sustainable.

Pull a single thread on the hundred dollar bill and a whole life unravels that the statues never tell you about. Benjamin Franklin wasn't one man. He was about six, stacked into a single 84-year run, and the official version skips the most human parts. He started with nothing. The 15th of 17 children, yanked out of school at 10 because his father couldn't pay for it. At 17 he ran away from his apprenticeship in Boston and walked into Philadelphia broke, with three puffy bread rolls under his arms. That penniless runaway is who they put on the money. Version one: the writer. Self-taught, he turned a printing press into a media empire, got rich off Poor Richard's Almanack, and in 1754 drew "Join, or Die," the chopped-up snake that was the first political cartoon in American history. He understood going viral two centuries before anyone had the word for it. Version two: the scientist. He proved lightning was electricity, then invented the lightning rod, bifocals, the Franklin stove, and a glass instrument so haunting that both Mozart and Beethoven later wrote music for it. He could have been the richest inventor alive. Instead he refused to patent any of it, arguing that since we all enjoy the inventions of others, we should give ours away for free. He handed the lightning rod to humanity and never took a cent. Version three: the diplomat. As an old man he sailed to France and charmed an entire monarchy into financing a revolution against a fellow monarchy. No Franklin, no French alliance. No French alliance, no Yorktown. No Yorktown, no country. Version four: the closer. He is the only human being who signed all four documents that built the United States: the Declaration of Independence, the alliance with France, the peace treaty with Britain, and the Constitution. He was the oldest man in every one of those rooms, 70 at the Declaration, 81 at the Constitutional Convention, so frail he had to be carried in on a chair. He showed up anyway. Now the part the marble busts leave out. Franklin had a son, William, whom he raised, mentored, and helped install as the royal governor of New Jersey. When the war came, William stayed loyal to the British crown and became one of the most powerful Loyalists in the colonies. His own father had him watched and effectively jailed as an enemy of the cause. They never made peace. The man who stitched thirteen colonies together could not stitch his own family back. In his will, Franklin left William almost nothing, noting that if the British had won, his son would have left him with nothing either. And the last turn, the one almost nobody sees coming: the slaveholder who became an abolitionist. Franklin enslaved people for much of his life. In his final years he reversed himself entirely, became president of an abolition society, and one of his last public acts was signing a petition begging the Congress he helped create to abolish slavery. The runaway with three bread rolls became a printer, an inventor, a diplomat, a founder, and finally a conscience. Most people are handed one life. Franklin quietly lived six, and put his name to every single one before he was done.

Greg is not wrong

🕯️ Esta sinagoga no tiene electricidad. Nunca ha tenido electricidad. Cada viernes por la noche, el personal enciende más de mil velas a mano, y la habitación tiene exactamente como estaba en 1675. La sinagoga portuguesa en Ámsterdam, conocida como Esnoga, fue construida por la comunidad judía sefardí que había huido de la Inquisición española y portuguesa y encontró refugio en los relativamente tolerantes Países Bajos. Cuando se completó en 1675, fue una de las sinagogas más grandes del mundo, y fue construida por una comunidad de personas que habían pasado generaciones escondiendo quiénes eran, obligadas a practicar su fe en secreto bajo amenaza de muerte. El suelo de arena que cubre todo el interior es uno de sus rasgos más distintivos, y la razón de ello todavía se debate: algunos historiadores apuntan a la acústica, otros a las tradiciones de construcción holandesas de la época, y otros ven en ella una referencia a la errante del desierto Éxodo. Lo que no se debate es la luz. La decisión de nunca instalar electricidad fue deliberada, y el edificio sigue encendido hoy por 72 lámparas de aceite de latón y más de mil llamas de velas, tal como estaba el día en que se abrió. ✡️ Una comunidad que sobrevivió a la Inquisición escondiéndose construyó una de las sinagogas más magníficas del mundo en el momento en que fueron libres.

Hiram Bingham IV had a Yale degree, a Harvard law degree, and a prestigious family name. He threw it all away to save 2,500 Jews. June 1940. Marseille, France. With Paris fallen and the Vichy regime signing an armistice with Hitler, Article 19 sealed the fate of countless refugees: “surrender on demand” all those named by the Germans — Jews, anti-Nazis, artists, writers. Tens of thousands flooded Marseille, the last escape port. They lined up at the U.S. consulate, desperate for visas. Most diplomats followed State Department orders to delay, reject, and slow-walk applications under antisemitic pressure from Breckinridge Long. Many never got a second chance. Hiram Bingham IV, 36-year-old Vice Consul, refused to comply. Son of a governor, father of five, he signed visas as fast as he could — to Jews, Communists, socialists, artists, anyone the Gestapo hunted. He accepted forged papers, typed affidavits, and kept going even after his boss threatened him and Washington demanded he stop. Working with Varian Fry, he helped save Hannah Arendt, Marc Chagall, Max Ernst, Heinrich Mann, Lion Feuchtwanger, and countless ordinary Jewish families, orphaned children, and elderly refugees. When needed, he hid people in his own villa and smuggled them to safety. He even paid from his own pocket. In just ten months, Bingham issued 2,500 visas — an underground railroad run by an American diplomat. The State Department punished him: demoted to Lisbon, then Buenos Aires. He continued exposing Nazis in South America anyway. Passed over for promotion, he resigned in 1946 at 42, with eleven children to support. He returned to a small Connecticut farm, worked odd jobs, and never spoke of Marseille — not to his wife, not to his children. For 42 years, his heroism remained hidden. He died in 1988 at 84, forgotten by the world. No major obituary. No recognition. Then, in 1991, his son found a hidden bundle behind a chimney: documents, cables, and lists of the lives he saved. The family was stunned. The papers went to the U.S. Holocaust Memorial Museum. Survivors and their descendants came forward. In 2002, Secretary of State Colin Powell posthumously honored him with the Constructive Dissent Award. In 2006, the U.S. Postal Service issued a stamp in his name. Hiram Bingham IV had every reason to follow orders. Instead, he broke them — knowing it would cost his career, his security, everything. While others obeyed and advanced, he chose what was right. Today, tens of thousands of people owe their lives to one man’s signature. A quiet hero who saved 2,500 souls and asked for nothing in return.

lol. Ray is always good for a chuckle