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.

I know how Elon Musk became a trillionaire, but I don't know how Bernie Sanders, Elizabeth Warren, and Nancy Pelosi became millionaires.

Wer die Alternative für Deutschland nicht wählen möchte, dem bleiben immerhin fünf bis sechs Alternativen gegen Deutschland. 👍

Elon Musk schafft Unglaubliches. Sozialismus schafft Untaugliches. Deshalb hassen ihn die Sozis.

OK... take my money

🚨WHAT THE HELL?!!! Two American employees of restaurant in Huntersville, NC say the company STOLE their identities to hire ILLEGAL IMMIGRANTS in their place!!! One of them opened his W-2 and discovered he owed taxes on more than $20,000 he NEVER EARNED. ...because someone was being paid as HIM, on HIS Social Security number. The other employee logged into her account and saw a current illegal alien employee using HER name and using HER Social Security number at the restaurant she left. It’s alleged the the company STOLE their identities to staff the kitchen with illegal immigrants. Both say their home addresses and direct deposit accounts were changed after they left. Not a SINGLE PERSON has been arrested for this as of today. THIS IS MASSIVE FRAUD!!!!!!

Schuld an der Misere der Deutschen Wirtschaft: Der Russe Der Kliemer Der Trump Die AfD Die faulen Deutschen Der Mangel an Fachkräften Nicht schuld an der Misere der Deutschen Wirtschaft: Die deutsche Wirtschaftspolitik

Why don’t history books refer to Muslims as colonizers, oppressors, genociders, slave traders, or imperialists?

If you cold call me, and offer to buy any or all of my land, losing your rag at the round figure I throw out is your problem.

Round and round we go

If you are a man, who must often travel on foot, or public transportation in anti-gun cities, begin carrying a walking stick. Then find out how useful a walking stick can be, for getting around, and seeing another day.

“I’m worried about the potential backlash against peaceful beheaders” -Norm McDonald, probably 🙄

"Die Renten sind sicher." "Grenzen kann man nicht schützen." "Es gibt keine Nebenwirkungen." "Der Islam gehört zu Deutschland." "Niemand wandert in unsere Sozialsysteme ein."

Will he be struck off? Nah...

Three Quotes. Three Prophets. One Funeral Pyre. In 1968 Enoch Powell was sacked from the shadow cabinet within twenty four hours of delivering the speech that ended his political career. He had warned that Britain was permitting the annual inflow of tens of thousands of dependents who would become the material of future demographic growth. He compared it to a nation heaping up its own funeral pyre. He was denounced as a racist, driven from public life and spent the remaining thirty years of his career in the wilderness. He was also right. In 1972 Rudi Dutschke, the German Marxist student radical, described the mechanism by which the left would achieve its objectives without revolution. Not through the seizure of power but through the patient capture of the institutions that shape how people think. Schools. Universities. The civil service. The media. The judiciary. The cultural establishment. A long march, he called it, through the institutions. Change the assumptions of the next generation before they reach the polling booth and the revolution becomes unnecessary. The ballot box does the work. Dutschke died young. His strategy did not. In 2006 Muammar Gaddafi, speaking in Timbuktu, identified the third strand of the same process. We have fifty million Muslims in Europe, he said. There are signs that Allah will grant Islam victory in Europe, without swords, without guns, without military conquest. The fifty million in Europe will turn it into a Muslim continent within a few decades. He was not predicting an invasion. He was describing a demographic and political process already underway. A process that requires no army because the host country's own institutions, captured by Dutschke's long march, will accommodate it, facilitate it and denounce anyone who names it. Three men. Three traditions. Three vantage points. One convergent prediction. Now look at the evidence. The Policy Exchange poll showing that sixty three percent of British Muslims prioritise religious identity over British identity, that Muslim support for Labour has collapsed from eighty percent to thirty three percent and that the United Kingdom is, in the words of the lead researcher, far from being a stable multi-faith democracy. The Henry Jackson Society identifying 171 sectarian style candidates standing across 31 councils in Thursday's local elections, concentrated in Birmingham, Bradford, Blackburn, Tower Hamlets and Rochdale. The Green Party's own former deputy leader describing his party as a danger to society following an Islamist membership surge of 150,000 under a single leader. The parliamentary arithmetic showing Muslim populations a hundred times the size of Labour majorities in Bradford West, Birmingham Yardley, Rochdale and Ilford North. Fourteen percent of Muslim voters reporting their postal vote collected by a campaigner, almost double the general population figure and a practice courts have prosecuted for election fraud. The funeral pyre Powell described is now well alight. The long march Dutschke theorised is reaping its dividend at the ballot box, in the university, in the civil service and in the media organisations that still cannot report these poll findings without a paragraph of mitigation. And the Muslim continent Gaddafi foresaw is not a distant prospect but a visible trajectory in the cities and boroughs of a country that was once proud to call itself a stable democracy. None of these men agreed on anything else. Powell was a British Conservative. Dutschke was a German Marxist. Gaddafi was a Libyan dictator. When a Conservative intellectual, a Marxist revolutionary and a Libyan dictator reach the same conclusion from irreconcilable vantage points, dismissing all three without engaging with the substance becomes considerably harder than taking them seriously. And there is a fourth voice. Not a prophet. Keir Starmer stated that Britain risks becoming an island of strangers. He was right. Wasn't he?

Neither was this one on my BINGO card. wbtv.com/2026/05/29/nascar-t…

I did not have this one on my 'unusual crimes, worth over a half million' BINGO card. wbtv.com/2026/06/05/men-accu…

I am the Director of Communications at Hampshire and Isle of Wight Constabulary. I do not write apologies. I schedule them. An apology is not a feeling. It is an asset. It has a release window. Henry Nowak was eighteen. Eighteen is new. He'd have just learned to sign his own forms. I say that precisely. Precision is what I'm paid for. He had five stab wounds. One in the heart. He bled to death in the street on the third of December. A Wednesday. He had the rest of the week still in his phone. I did not see a death. I saw a footage problem. Here is what the footage holds. The man who put a 21-centimetre blade in him is standing up. He is talking. Someone is talking to him. Gently. He says he's the victim. He says the boy abused him. He says the boy pulled off his turban. The boy is on the ground. The boy is asking for his mum. He is eighteen and he is asking for his mum. My officers believed the one still standing. Standing reads as innocent. That's not in any manual. It's just true on the day. You can hear it on the tape. "He's saying he's been stabbed, so let's just check him." "Check." Like a coat. Like a receipt. You can hear "Put the hand in the cuff, mate." That's the boy's hand. The dying one. It went where they put it. He was too far gone to refuse. You can hear him say he can't breathe. You can hear us keeping him "set up." We started first aid as he was going down. Cuffs first. Care when there was nothing left to care for. Those two facts are related. His mother answered on the second ring. They always answer on the second ring. She thought we were calling to say he was at the hospital. For a moment she still had a son. I let her have the moment. Then I took it. That's the call. She asked the same question four times. I logged it as one contact. Family first. By phone. No transcript. Grief does not subpoena. So I built the runway. Desk reporters next. They file what we send. The word came last. Once the clips were already out. Once the corridor opened. The word was "sorry." The chief said it. I chose it. "Regret" reads legal. "Failings" reads like a budget. "So sorry" tested warmest. We added "so." The "so" polls. Her son is dead and we focus-grouped the adverb. People think an apology means something changed. No. An apology means the footage won. It's a receipt. It confirms we've finished losing the news cycle. Not one hour before. Not for her. For us. Then the watchdog arrived. Independent, they say. Their first public act was to ask everyone not to speculate. I did not write that line. But I would have. I read it and felt seen. I scheduled a sync. The eleven officers hurt in the clashes. Those we named in an hour. Fast. Full. Thoughts and prayers. I'm very good at the fast ones. The fast ones were never the problem. The problem is the night a killer talked and a boy couldn't. And we cuffed the one who couldn't. My job is to make that arrive looking like procedure. There is an IOPC file now. I have a protocol for the IOPC file. Four pages. It opens by welcoming scrutiny. It does not mention the cuffs. It does not mention his mum. Scrutiny is welcome. The details are managed. They're reviewing me for a national role. Strategic Communications. College level. The brief is resilience. Resilience means it happens again and we're ready. Some other Wednesday. Some other boy. Some other mother on the second ring. I'll teach the runway. I'll teach the corridor. I'll teach the "so." I keep Henry's name on file. Spelled correctly. Ready. That's the part I'm proudest of. We took the killer at his word. We took the victim in handcuffs. He asked for his mother and got a caution instead. But when it finally mattered. When there was nothing left to do but type it. I had the boy's name spelled right.