“Secretary of Whores, Pete Hogwash, shit on himself and the United States by senselessly preaching his personal views on immigration and defiling the memory of that D-Day invasion at the 82nd anniversary of that historic event in Normandy. Obviously reason escaped him.”

2014 vs 2026

Today we pause—not just to grill and kick off summer, but to remember that the freedoms we still enjoy were purchased at an unthinkable price. On battlefields from Normandy to Fallujah to Afghanistan, young Americans laid down their lives so that the rest of us could argue about politics, pursue our dreams, and sleep in relative safety. In these tumultuous times, that sacrifice feels both more distant and more urgent. We watch new useless wars rage across continents. We see old alliances crack or break, and domestic divisions sharpened by algorithms and outrage. Trust in institutions has eroded. Faith in one another sometimes feels frayed, and yet, the debt remains. The men and women we honor today didn’t die for a perfect country. They died for an imperfect one that keeps trying—keeps believing that self-government, individual liberty, and human dignity are worth defending even when the cost is everything. They believed in a republic where disagreements are settled at the ballot box in a free and fair election, rather than the battlefield. Where dissent is protected, and where the rich and powerful are still accountable to the people. Memorial Day isn’t about glorifying war. It’s about confronting its terrible truth and refusing to let the fallen become mere statistics. Their names are etched in stone for a reason: so, we remember they were sons and daughters, brothers and sisters, husbands and wives... who left behind half-finished lives so we could have fuller ones. In a moment when so much feels uncertain—when cynicism is easy and unity is hard—perhaps the most fitting tribute is simple gratitude paired with renewed responsibility. Gratitude for the quiet courage of those who answered the call. Responsibility to steward the peace they bought us, to repair what’s broken in our civic life, and to ensure their sacrifice wasn’t in vain. To every Gold Star family carrying an empty chair at the table today: we see you. Your loved one’s watch has ended, but ours continues. May we prove worthy of their gift. Let us remember. Let us reflect. And let us recommit.

every time a retail worker says "yes we're open today," they die a little inside. be kind to your retail workers today. happy memorial day.

We don't owe anyone explanation, justification or toleration. Nope is enough.

Judging and assumptions tend to ruin things. Please don't. Also, please don't call a woman you don't know baby, babe, hun, hunny, dear, sweetie, sweetheart, sugar lips, hot, sexy, etc... in her DMs and expect her to be okay with it. It's not okay.

Fuck you an infinite number of times.

A woman decided to celebrate her 70th birthday by treating herself to one night in a very nice hotel. The next morning, when she went to check out, the desk clerk gave her a bill for $250. She was shocked and asked why it was so expensive. “I agree it’s a nice hotel, but the room isn’t worth $250 for just one night — I didn’t even have breakfast,” she said. The clerk explained that $250 was the standard rate, and breakfast was included if she had chosen to have it. She asked to speak with the manager. The manager came out, already informed about the complaint, and said, “Our hotel has an Olympic-sized swimming pool and a large conference center that guests can use.” “But I didn’t use them,” she replied. “Well, they are available, and you could have used them,” he answered. He continued, saying the hotel also offered famous in-house shows with top entertainers from around the world. “But I didn’t attend any of those shows,” she said. “They are available, and you could have gone,” the manager repeated. Every time the manager mentioned another facility, she answered, “But I didn’t use it,” and he kept giving the same reply. After several minutes of going back and forth, and seeing that the manager would not change his mind, she agreed to pay. She wrote a check and handed it to him. The manager looked at it and said, “Madam, this check is for only $50.” “That’s right,” she said. “I charged you $200 for sleeping with me.” “But I didn’t do that!” the manager replied. “Well,” she answered calmly, “I was here, and you could have.”

The way some of y'all get hung up on semantics between books *read* vs *listened to* vs *touched* (braile) All the words entered the mind and soul. The manner matters very little. Leave it alone. Let people love books however they can.

To all the mothers on Twitter, Happy Mother’s Day!!

“Sum tweets is lahk di-mundz, utherz iz lahk doggie doo doo in th dezzert, a yew don’t git enny choyse.”

Una mujer, antes de morir, le dijo a su marido: — “Prométeme que nunca me olvidarás.” Él le apretó la mano. — “Nunca.” — “¿Ni cuando pase el tiempo?” — “Ni aunque pasen los años.” Ella sonrió. — “Entonces demuéstramelo.” — “¿Cómo?” — “Visítame cada semana.” — “Lo haré.” — “Y llévame flores.” — “Siempre.” Murió pocos días después. Durante meses, él cumplió. Cada semana. Mismas flores. Mismo día. Misma hora. Un año después, alguien le preguntó: — “¿Sigues yendo?” — “Sí.” — “¿Por qué?” — “Se lo prometí.” Pasaron los años. Nunca falló. Lluvia. Frío. Enfermo. Siempre iba. Un día, el cuidador del cementerio lo detuvo. — “Oye… ¿puedo preguntarte algo?” — “Claro.” — “¿Sabes que tus flores desaparecen?” ↓↓

RT @theliamnissan: 👀

Today’s Supreme Court decision effectively guts a key pillar of the Voting Rights Act, freeing state legislatures to gerrymander legislative districts to systematically dilute and weaken the voting power of racial minorities - so long as they do it under the guise of “partisanship” rather than explicit “racial bias.” And it serves as just one more example of how a majority of the current Court seems intent on abandoning its vital role in ensuring equal participation in our democracy and protecting the rights of minority groups against majority overreach. The good news is that such setbacks can be overcome. But that will only happen if citizens across the country who cherish our democratic ideals continue to mobilize and vote in record numbers - not just in the upcoming midterms or in high profile races, but in every election and every level.

Why is it important to be kind? Because you never know who’s grieving, exhausted, or barely holding on. Your kindness might be the only softness they need today. Even small acts can make someone’s days lighter. Goodnight 🌙😘😴💤