Oh, Hillary. Hillary, Hillary. You ignorant slut. As the Senior Military Aide to President Bill Clinton, YOU’RE military aide — the officer who carried the nuclear football in and out of the White House every single day — I saw the “people’s house” up close alongside you. @HillaryClinton Spare us the sanctimonious lectures. And turn on your replies, coward. When you and Bill left in January 2001, your staff ransacked the place. Remember? “W” keys ripped off every keyboard. Phone lines cut. Desk drawers glued shut. Obscene voicemails and vulgar graffiti left behind. Presidential seals and silverware stolen. Furniture damaged. The GAO confirmed the vandalism and theft. It wasn’t “transition friction” — it was a disgrace. You trashed the People’s House on your way out the door and now you’re clutching pearls over Trump? I remember, Hillary. I was there. Remember? The hypocrisy is Olympic-level, Ms. Clinton. And you know it! You of ALL people know it! The American people have long memories. Especially this one! Me! We remember who actually looted the place.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ Shut up and color.

You know what I’ve been thinking about? There are far more racist people in this country than I ever realized. I have been blown away watching people celebrate the death of a White teenage boy simply because the person who killed him was Black. This teenager was not on drugs. He was not a troublemaker. He had never committed a crime. He played sports, made good grades, respected his parents, and was loved by so many people. Yet some people have found joy in his death because they care more about race than right and wrong. That is not justice. That is racism, hatred, and pure evil. A teenage boy lost his life. Anyone celebrating that should be ashamed.

Snowboarder rescued by stranger in total randomness. said that he thought he would die alone 🥺🙏

Baby chimp's reaction to seeing its caretaker after a long time.. 🥺

Need more of this. Take no sh*t from these subhumans.

He survived the war, but not its consequences. When the American Civil War was nearing its end, 23-year-old John Peter Bailey of Company F, 6th Ohio Cavalry, finally made his way home. His family had waited months for his return, hoping the worst was behind him. Instead, they watched as the hardships he had endured during captivity continued to take their toll. In October 1864, Bailey was captured and sent to Salisbury Prison in North Carolina. As the war dragged on, conditions inside many prison camps deteriorated dramatically. Overcrowding, shortages, and illness affected thousands of prisoners on both sides of the conflict. By the time Bailey was released and returned to Union authorities in early 1865, his health had been severely weakened. Doctors did what they could, but there was little hope of recovery. He was sent back to Newton Falls, Ohio, where he spent his final days surrounded by the people who loved him most. On March 31, 1865, only weeks before the war officially ended, John Peter Bailey passed away. What happened next left behind one of the most poignant visual reminders of the era. His family arranged for photographs to be taken with him after his death—one alongside his father, Reuben, and another with his mother, Rebecca. To modern eyes, these images may seem unusual. In the nineteenth century, however, photography was still a rare luxury, and many families had few opportunities to preserve the likeness of a loved one. These portraits were created not out of curiosity, but out of love, remembrance, and grief. Today, Bailey's story reminds us that the costs of war extended far beyond the battlefield. Many soldiers carried invisible burdens home with them, and countless families faced losses long after the fighting had ended. More than 160 years later, those final photographs remain a powerful testament to a family's determination to hold onto the memory of a son they were not ready to say goodbye to. Credit to: History uncovered.

Starship is a very big rocket

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You could give “the typical American” 11 MILLION years and they still would not create PayPal, Tesla, SpaceX, OpenAI, xAI, Neuralink, Boring Company, Ad Astra, all while single-handedly saving free speech for all mankind while lifting humanity out of the grip of Big Tech tyranny.

The Ultimate Act of Kindness.

🤖 NEW: ENGINEAI’s humanoid robot fighting league, URKL, is already holding test matches ahead of its official debut next month.

Disney just invented a floor that lets you walk forever in VR while staying in one spot. The HoloTile is an omnidirectional treadmill made of smart rotating tiles that counters your every step and keeps you centered. No giant room needed. Ready Player One is officially here

Interesting angle.

Nation Shocked As Jury Rules You Cannot Stab Someone In The Heart For No Reason At All

⚛️ Voici à quoi ressemble réellement la désintégration radioactive... 🤯 À l’intérieur de cette chambre à brouillard hermétiquement fermée, un échantillon d’uranium émet en permanence des particules radioactives. Comme la chambre est remplie d’une vapeur d’alcool sursaturée maintenue à près de -40 °C, les particules émises ionisent les molécules d’air qu’elles traversent. Le résultat est fascinant : la vapeur d’alcool se condense instantanément autour de ces trajectoires ionisées, révélant de minuscules traînées visibles à l’œil nu. Les traces épaisses et courtes correspondent aux particules alpha, massives et chargées, qui traversent l’air en laissant derrière elles une signature bien marquée. Les traces fines et irrégulières sont produites par les électrons bêta, qui se déplacent à très grande vitesse en zigzaguant. Les traînées discrètes et presque fantomatiques sont associées aux rayonnements gamma, extrêmement énergétiques et capables de traverser la matière avec une grande facilité. Ce que vous observez ici est littéralement une fenêtre ouverte sur le monde subatomique, un univers invisible où la matière se transforme en permanence sous nos yeux. ✨

🇺🇸 LATEST: US DOJ subpoenas JPMorgan, Bank of America, and Wells Fargo over alleged "debanking" of customers for political reasons, Reuters reports.

Start out with “don’t stab anyone.”

This woman was recording a vocal performance when her cat interrupted, stepped in front of the camera, and started singing in the exact same tone like, 'Don't forget who's the real star here.'

He was a legend before artificial intelligence.