Your words, "an unknown woman asked them if they would like to be escorted to the very front."

The Candace Owens Effect.

It's OK to love America.

You can love him or hate him You can agree or disagree with his politics But Trump is definitely the coolest president in history

Only a hack would celebrate a “peace deal” without knowing absolutely anything that’s written in it. Let alone the fact that it’s going to be signed by IRAN

The response to this should be “We don’t care. Sign the deal or don’t. If the latter, you should get your bunkers ready.”

RT @HannahD16809: This has really brought me down today. Just another reminder of what he isn’t here to witness and what Erika can’t witnes…

Cute theory, let's play it out. A monkey hoards a trillion bananas. The troop, enraged, beats him to death. They gather around the pile to feast at last. But... oh wait, there is no pile. It turns out the "bananas" were shares in a banana-launching company the dead monkey founded. The shares were worth a trillion because he was alive to run it. Now he is dead and the stock is worth $0. The retarded monkeys have clubbed their way into a recession. But it gets worse. Half the "bananas" were tied up in a rocket that supplies bananas to monkeys on the far mountain who had no bananas at all. Another chunk was tied up in a little satellite dish that beamed banana coordinates to the troop after a flood took out their trees. So now they realized they beat to death the only monkey who knew how the dish worked. So the monkeys sit there. No bananas. No rockets. No coordinates to get more banananas. Just a dead body and a powerful sense of fairness as they all now became infinitely poorer. OH And somewhere a smaller monkey watches the whole thing and quietly decides he will never build anything in front of these animals again.

RT @HannahD16809: “All the little stuff, the spoons in the sink, the dishes on the table, the clothes on the floor, and there not in the la…

Congratulations. You managed to build an entire conspiracy theory from a facial expression while simultaneously misspelling the name of the person you were using as evidence. My name is James Kaddis. Not “Kaddish.” Ordinarily, that would not matter much. But in this case, it matters because you were not even primarily attacking me. You were trying to use me as a prop to attack Erika. You built an entire narrative around what you imagined I was thinking and feeling, then presented your imagination as evidence. That is a level of confidence completely detached from competence. You also claimed I was sitting right next to her. Wrong again. I was sitting in my own studio, in an entirely different location. So let’s review. Wrong name. Wrong location. Wrong conclusion. Yet somehow we are supposed to trust your interpretation of my internal thoughts, emotions, and motives. You could not correctly identify who I was or where I was, but you apparently believe you can identify what was happening inside my head. That is not analysis. That is imagination pretending to be insight. The truth is simple: you have no idea what I was thinking, no idea what I was feeling, and no idea what was happening off camera. Yet you presented your speculation as fact because facts were apparently less useful to your narrative than imagination. I was not annoyed with Erika. I was not frustrated with Erika. I was not sitting there thinking, “Here we go again.” The truth is exactly the opposite. I was emotional because I care deeply about my friend. A widow. A woman whose husband was murdered while faithfully serving his nation. A man whose courage, sacrifice, and leadership changed lives across this country. And a woman who stood faithfully beside him, carried burdens most people will never understand, and had far more to do with that impact than shallow critics will ever comprehend. What makes your post especially revealing is that instead of showing compassion toward a widow carrying that kind of pain, you turned her grief into content. You needed a villain for your story, so you invented one. You needed evidence, so you invented that too. And somehow a completely fabricated interpretation of my facial expression became part of the script. You turned the pain of a widow into content, invented motives for people you have never met, and called it analysis. That is not exposing anyone. It is exposing yourself. Because when someone gets the observable facts wrong while remaining completely certain about the unobservable facts, that is usually a sign they are not pursuing truth. They are protecting a narrative. One final piece of advice. I noticed your request for help regarding people supposedly trying to shut down your channel. Respectfully, I think you’re looking in the wrong direction. Your greatest threat is not the people criticizing you. Your greatest threat is the habit of presenting fiction as fact. When a person gets the name wrong, the location wrong, the circumstances wrong, and then confidently claims to know the thoughts and motives of complete strangers, the problem is not opposition. The problem is credibility. And no critic can damage credibility nearly as effectively as the person destroying it himself. If your channel is struggling, I would spend less time worrying about enemies and more time worrying about accuracy. You managed to misspell the witness, misidentify the location, invent the testimony, and then present the whole thing as evidence. That is not journalism. That is not discernment. That is fan fiction with a confidence problem. The irony is that the only conspiracy here is the one you created between your keyboard and your imagination.

Hey, @RealCandaceO, there is no statute of limitations on widowhood, he’s never coming back. You & your disgusting ilk go against God’s Word every single day to make Erika’s life even harder than it already is. She is carrying on Charlie Kirk’s legacy. The only legacy you’ll leave is hate, conspiracy & evil & you’re jealous of that. God is watching & even if the ramifications don’t come in your earthly life, they’ll come from Him later if you don’t humble yourself, repent & completely lay yourself before The Lord open & vulnerable. It’s your only hope. I pray daily you’ll be saved & I can’t even put into words how hard that is. You, your minions & the rest of your podcast & posting crew from Baron Coleman to Project Constitution need to humble yourselves before The Lord. You need to read His entire Word over & over, cover to cover receiving it every single day for the rest of your lives. You should let His Word take the place of your conspiracy time. God misses nothing & He will not be mocked.

Definitely seem they are referring to Lance Twiggs x.com/MsJaneDoeUKnow/status/…

And all previous cancellations are now cancelled.

These are the people Trump is claiming is begging us for a deal....

Oh boy 🍿

Homeschool your kids.

To the absolute idiots that are praising Russia because podcastania told them to, you're being lied to. x.com/i/grok/share/0637bea10…

Unpopular opinion: Supporting a murderer just because of his race makes you no different from any white supremacist that ever lived!

EXPOSING Candace Owens - with her own words - as a COMPLETE BS ARTIST throughout her "Charlie Kirk investigation." Anyone who still takes her seriously after watching this can't be taken seriously.

“Omg what’s the point??”