If, when you say regulation, you mean the dead and clammy hand of the commissar—the gentleman who has never in his life built a single thing, drafting rules to govern a thing he cannot define, to be enforced by men who cannot read them; if you mean the form in triplicate, the impact assessment upon the impact assessment, the compliance officer who breeds, in the warm dark of the org chart, further compliance officers unto the third and fourth generation; if you mean the moat—the deep cold moat that the giant digs around his own castle and christens, with a perfectly straight face, public safety—the drawbridge he hauls up behind himself the very instant he is across, lest any hungrier and hungrier man should follow; if you mean the precautionary principle, which, had it governed our grandfathers, would have banned the wheel pending further study of the hill, and left us yet shivering and raw in the mouth of the cave, blessing its excellent ventilation; if you mean the European disease—that magnificent open-air museum of a continent, which produces in our time precisely two things in great abundance, and they are regulation, and the eloquent and well-footnoted regret of cultivated men explaining at length why they have produced nothing else; if you mean the license required to think, the permission slip for honest arithmetic, the king’s wax stamp pressed upon the forehead of every new idea before it may draw its first breath; if you mean the agency dispatched, with trumpets, to slay a single dragon, which arrives at the cave, surveys the accommodations, and moves in—and spends the ensuing century laying eggs and devouring the very villagers it was sworn to defend; if you mean the startup that perishes not of the market’s honest verdict but of the filing fee, the genius decamping by the next tide to a freer and warmer shore; if you mean the law that arrives, faithful as the swallows, exactly one whole epoch too late—helmeted, plumed, and magnificently armed—to regulate the stagecoach—then certainly, my friends, I am against it. But—but, my friends—if, when you say regulation, you mean instead the humble steel guardrail upon the mountain road at midnight, the very thing you curse on the easy days and bless on your knees the one night the fog comes down; if you mean the brakes—for it is the brakes, and not the engine alone, that permit a sane man to drive fast and yet arrive alive—and the buttress, without which no cathedral was ever flung so high, but only in spite of which, but because of which; if you mean the meat inspector, who is the single homely reason a man may eat a sausage in this republic without first composing his last will and testament; if you mean the firebreak cut clean through the forest before the dry season of the burning, the smallpox cordon, the buoy that marks the channel, the rule of the road that lets ten thousand strangers hurtle past one another in the dark at fearful speed and arrive, by its quiet grace, every one of them home; if you mean the honest scale and the true weight, the reason a pound is a pound and a dollar a dollar from Natchez to Nome; if you mean the firm and decent wall between the counterfeit voice and the widow’s bank account, between the deepfaked candidate and the ballot box on the eve of the vote, between the loosed and loveless machine and the schoolyard it neither knows nor pities; if you mean the simple plank of law that says the strong shall not, in the gray dawn, feed the weak quietly into the furnace and sell the rising smoke as progress; if you mean, in the end, the one slender thread of trust without which no citizen will ever dare to use the marvelous thing at all—for where there is no rule there is no trust, and where there is no trust there is no commerce, and a miracle that no man dares to touch is no miracle, but only a handsome and expensive ghost—then certainly I am for it. This is my stand. I will not retreat from it. I will not compromise one inch of it.

Klain is a former U.S. Holocaust Memorial Museum board member...

KID: "Dad, how was I born?" DAD: "Your mom and I met in a chat room. Then we set up a date through email and met at a cyber cafe. We snuck into a private room, googled each other, and she agreed to download from my hard drive. When I was ready to upload, we realized there was no firewall... Nine months later, a pop-up appeared: 'You've got male!''

🇺🇸Imagine if we taught the truth in public schools.🇺🇸

People can make their own choices, but it’s hard not to notice the hypocrisy when someone suddenly has a problem with “politics” after years of performing only for the Democrats. Either way, America will survive just fine without Martina McBride at the party.

The Villages People.

Anyone see a problem here? 😂🤣

Jesus: - taught us how to pray (Lord's Prayer) - "do this in memory of me" - "what sins you forgive, they are forgiven.." - "faith, hope, and love, and the greatest among them is love" Jesus was continually showing us how Judaism should change and it is in the Bible.

Tremendous…

Here's just a few of the reasons why your party lost.

FDR, 1937: All Government employees should realize that the process of collective bargaining, as usually understood, cannot be transplanted into the public service. It has its distinct and insurmountable limitations when applied to public personnel management. The very nature and purposes of Government make it impossible for administrative officials to represent fully or to bind the employer in mutual discussions with Government employee organizations. The employer is the whole people, who speak by means of laws enacted by their representatives in Congress. Accordingly, administrative officials and employees alike are governed and guided, and in many instances restricted, by laws which establish policies, procedures, or rules in personnel matters. Particularly, I want to emphasize my conviction that militant tactics have no place in the functions of any organization of Government employees. Upon employees in the Federal service rests the obligation to serve the whole people, whose interests and welfare require orderliness and continuity in the conduct of Government activities. This obligation is paramount. Since their own services have to do with the functioning of the Government, a strike of public employees manifests nothing less than an intent on their part to prevent or obstruct the operations of Government until their demands are satisfied. Such action, looking toward the paralysis of Government by those who have sworn to support it, is unthinkable and intolerable. It is, therefore, with a feeling of gratification that I have noted in the constitution of the National Federation of Federal Employees the provision that "under no circumstances shall this Federation engage in or support strikes against the United States Government." presidency.ucsb.edu/document…

The first gummy bears I ever had were imported by my German language teacher and were Haribo. The colors were as bright as you see them here, nothing like the ones you are claiming are European. This is a lie.

Hey Tim, if you oppose political violence why were you happy to share a stage with Hasan Piker, a man who called for "capitalist blood to run in the street"? And said of assassinating Trump, "Someone's gotta do it"? And said of Rick Scott, "If Republicans truly cared about Medicare fraud, they would kill Rick Scott"? And suggested Americans shouldn't have sympathy for murder victim Brian Thompson because "Brian Thompson, as the UnitedHealthcare CEO, was engaging in a tremendous amount of social murder"? And why, when your colleagues said he is an unacceptable coalition partner, did you argue FOR keeping him in your "tent," describing him as just like Joe Rogan, a "guy with some bad opinions"? Why did you excuse this violent language of his by saying it's just because he "talks for eight hours a day"? Why did you flippantly dismiss this rhetoric as "impure thoughts"? Why did you suggest that these comments are less offensive than "what you hear from MAGA"? That doesn't comport with someone who really opposes political violence.

This is a usual pattern when discussing theology with Roman Catholics: Eventually, they hit a roadblock because their theology doesn’t align with Scripture. At first, they try to shoehorn their theology into Scripture, and when that doesn’t work, they pivot to invoking what they call “Sacred Tradition” in an attempt to save their position. Why must they appeal to this other alleged authority? Because the authority of Scripture does not agree with them.

"Ben-Gay." (Opens envelope) Why didn't the Franklins have any children?

He said the fight was wrong, so is clearly NOT saying that Iran should not have nukes.

The highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive.

Well that ends the debate on deaths in Gaza. Hamas itself is admitting that 80% of casualties were combatants. There was never a genocide. You have been lied to and manipulated.