This week the Senate will vote to merge our military’s most sensitive & secretive capabilities with Israel. This merger is buried within the massive NDAA and they’re hoping you won’t notice.
Merging our military with a foreign country is a treasonous betrayal of our sovereignty.
Call your senators & tell them to vote no on the NDAA until the merger w/ Israel (section 219) is taken out.
Tell them that we will never support merging our military with a foreign nation.
The senate switchboard number is: (202) 224-3121.
@dugganap68 I asked my dad, born in 1929, about this. They lived on a farm and had nine children. Only two were girls so my grandmother always had a day helper for in the house. They were not even slightly wealthy; in fact, my dad considered them poor.
On this day in 1944, Theodore Roosevelt Jr. died in his sleep in a stone farmhouse in Normandy. He was 56 years old, and he had spent almost his entire adult life trying to be worthy of a famous last name.
He was the eldest son of President Theodore Roosevelt. In the First World War he went to France and was gassed and badly wounded at Soissons leading his men. That same summer his younger brother Quentin, a pilot, was shot down and killed over France. Ted came home with lungs and a leg that never fully recovered, and before he even left Europe he helped found the American Legion so that ordinary soldiers would have someone looking out for them.
Between the wars he did almost everything. Governor of Puerto Rico. Governor General of the Philippines. Businessman, explorer, writer. He could have spent the Second World War safe behind a desk. Instead, at 54, arthritic and walking with a cane, he talked his way back into uniform and into combat.
By 1943 he was fighting in North Africa and Sicily under Terry Allen, and their loose, unpolished, soldier-first style rubbed General Patton the wrong way. Patton had them both relieved of command. Roosevelt didn't sulk. He asked for another job, any job, as long as it kept him near the fighting. They made him assistant commander of the 4th Infantry Division.
Then came D-Day. He hid a heart condition from the Army doctors. He wrote to his commander three separate times, in writing, begging to go in with the very first wave rather than watch from a ship. He was the only general to land in the first wave on any beach that morning, the oldest man in the invasion, walking through machine gun fire with a cane in one hand and a pistol in the other.
The boats came in a mile off course. Officers froze. Roosevelt limped up and down the beach under fire, studied the ground, and said, "We'll start the war from right here." Then he spent the morning waving men forward and sorting out the chaos so calmly that terrified 20 year olds looked at this old man with a cane and decided that if he wasn't scared, they wouldn't be either.
His son Quentin, named for the uncle killed in the last war, landed at Omaha Beach the same morning. They were the only father and son to come ashore together on D-Day.
He died a month later. A heart attack in his sleep. And here is the part that gets me. On the very day he died, the orders had just come through promoting him to major general and giving him his own division. He never saw the paperwork. He never knew he'd earned the Medal of Honor either.
At his funeral his pallbearers were seven of the most famous generals of the war, Bradley, Hodges, Collins, Barton, Huebner, and George Patton. The same Patton who had fired him. Patton wrote in his diary that Roosevelt was one of the bravest men he had ever known.
Years later Omar Bradley was asked to name the single most heroic thing he witnessed in all of World War II. He didn't pause. He said, "Ted Roosevelt on Utah Beach."
A John MacArthur clip is going around right now where he says nothing political or social "has anything to do with the advancement of the kingdom of God."
Thousands of Christians are bookmarking it. Reposting it. Treating it like settled doctrine because a famous man said it in a confident voice at a Q&A.
Let me show you what your Bible actually says.
Joseph of Arimathea used his political standing to retrieve the body of Christ. Without his seat on the Sanhedrin, that body stays on the cross and the burial never happens. That was political standing used for the kingdom.
Daniel served in the government of Babylon. He governed as a believer inside a pagan empire, and God used that position to preserve an entire people.
Esther used her political position in a foreign court to stop a genocide. She walked into the throne room and risked her life because the kingdom of God was operating through that system.
Nehemiah had a political office under a pagan king. He used that office to rebuild the walls of Jerusalem. Actual stone and mortar. A political act that directly advanced the purposes of God.
Moses walked straight into Pharaoh's court. Ten plagues targeted the political and religious systems of Egypt simultaneously.
Jesus Himself was executed by a political system. The crucifixion was a Roman political act. And the resurrection was God's answer to it.
The idea that the kingdom of God operates in some separate lane from politics and culture is not in your Bible. The entire Old Testament is the story of God working through nations, governments, judges, and kings.
And the theology is only half of why that clip matters.
The other half is how fast Christians adopted it as their own position without ever opening the text to check.
A famous man says something with authority and a clip goes viral. Thousands of believers treat it as settled.
I used to stitch my faith together from pieces of other men. A little of this pastor, a little of that podcast, whatever sounded smart that week. Then my kid asked me a question about the Bible and I realized I was quoting everyone except the Book.
That's the disease. We have been trained to follow personalities instead of Scripture. Trained to let a man's reputation do the work our own study was supposed to do.
You can respect a man and still hold his words up against the text. You should. That's what the Bereans did in Acts 17:11. They heard Paul preach and then searched the scriptures daily to see whether those things were so. The apostle Paul himself, and they still checked him.
If the Bereans checked Paul, you can check anyone.
Read your Bible.
For everyone in my comments asking why my reporting has changed: this is no longer just a news story to me. It has become an intelligence-gathering mission using publicly available information because so little official information is being released and the story continues to grow more unusual.
Many of my followers work in the federal government, the military, and on Capitol Hill, and when there is an information vacuum, collecting and organizing verifiable facts becomes even more important. Until more official information is provided, I’ll continue documenting what can be independently verified, including the name of a man using McConnell’s congressional parking placard.
Almost every single foreign doctor in the US cheated on their licensing exams. You must avoid them at all costs. Here's how they cheat:
The US medical licensing exam is called the USMLE. In india, pakistan, and other third-world countries, they pay off the testing sites, so they can study the questions beforehand.
In fact, there are entire websites and telegram groups dedicated to sharing test questions. The entire country of Nepal was busted for cheating in 2024.
You might ask, why don't they stay in their own country and help their own people? These foreign "doctors" come to the US simply to earn more money. Over 10x more. That tells you something about their character. They want to swindle and cheat their way to wealth, at any cost. Even if it means killing American citizens by their incompetence.
When I was in high school, I watched my grandmother get killed by three indian doctors in the hospital by poor medical management. They destroyed her heart and kidneys by sheer incompetence. I went over her medical records and notes years later when I was in medical school, and only then did I realize how medically incompetent these doctors were.
If you don't have medical training, it can be hard to tell if a doctor is making the right decisions. I'm here to tell you: avoid foreign doctors (and black doctors) at all costs. It's not worth the risk. It's not worth your life.
My post about Chip and Joanna Gaines is still climbing so I need to say this while the conversation is open.
Paul already told you this was coming.
2 Timothy 4:3 says "For the time will come when they will not endure sound doctrine; but after their own lusts shall they heap to themselves teachers, having itching ears."
Read that slowly.
It does not say the teachers go bad first. It says the people go looking.
Heap to themselves teachers. That word HEAP means they go shopping for voices that confirm what their flesh already wants to believe. And when a celebrity with millions of followers and a wholesome brand starts to bend, the crowd follows because they were already looking for permission.
That's the mechanism nobody wants to name.
The church did not get blindsided by Jen Hatmaker. A Christ-professing audience went looking for people who would tell them what their flesh already wanted to hear. The church did not get blindsided by the Gaines family either. The celebrities just delivered what the audience was already shopping for.
And it runs the same cycle every time.
First a Christian public figure builds trust through wholesome content and clean living with Scripture woven through everything they do. The audience feels safe around them. Then slowly the Scripture disappears and the content shifts to inspiration and positivity and generic spirituality where the cross gets replaced with good vibes. Then a cultural pressure point arrives, whether it's gay marriage or transgenderism or whatever issue where the Bible draws a hard line and the culture demands you erase it. The celebrity either stays silent or makes a carefully worded statement that sounds compassionate but contradicts Scripture. And the audience that was already looking for permission takes that statement and runs. "See? Even Chip and Joanna think so." Then anyone who pushes back gets labeled legalistic, judgmental, unloving.
And it will happen again next year with a different name and a different face.
Because the problem was never the celebrity. The problem is a church that has been trained to follow personalities instead of Scripture.
Jeremiah 17:5 says "Cursed be the man that trusteth in man, and maketh flesh his arm, and whose heart departeth from the LORD."
You were never supposed to build your faith on a television personality. You were never supposed to look to a home renovation show for theological direction. You were never supposed to need a famous Christian to give you permission to believe what the Bible already said.
The Bible is sufficient. It has always been sufficient.
The man who reads his KJV and believes what it says and does not need a celebrity to validate it will never be shaken by these moments. But the one who heaps to themselves teachers with itching ears will be carried away every single time.
Paul wrote that to Timothy two thousand years ago and it describes your timeline today.
Open your Bible. Stay in your Bible.
Leaving out the Italian, Jewish, and Irish enclaves in NYC is like leaving out Mexican and Persian enclaves in LA.
It’s not an “oopsie!” This is deliberate subversion. The communist must erase your history so he can demolish your home and make it his own.
"Your great-grandmother was not trying to manifest a beach vacation. She was not curating an aesthetic. She was not optimizing...anything. She had a list, and the list was short, and the list was sacred.
A full pantry. Healthy children. A roof that did not leak. A husband who came home. A garden that produced. A few good dresses. A reliable stove. Sunday dinner with people she loved. Enough flour for the week and enough kindness for the neighbors.
That was the whole dream. That was the whole life. And by the standards of most of human history, achieving that list was a roaring success.
Then the twentieth century happened, and somebody figured out that a woman who is content is terrible for business. A woman with a full pantry is not running to the store. A woman who is satisfied with her kitchen is not redoing it every four years. A woman who knows what enough looks like cannot be sold the next thing.
So they got to work. They made the small house embarrassing. They made the old car embarrassing. They made the home-cooked meal embarrassing, and then when nobody knew how to cook anymore they sold it back as a meal kit with a celebrity chef on the box. They raised the cost of living until both parents had to work, and then they sold daycare and convenience food and weekend therapy to fix the exhaustion that working both jobs created in the first place.
They took your great-grandmother's list and called it poverty. They took her life and called it limited. They took her contentment and called it a lack of ambition.
And then they sold you ambition. They sold you a bigger house you cannot clean, a car you cannot pay off, a wardrobe you do not wear, a calendar you cannot survive, and a vague constant feeling that you are still falling behind.
You are not falling behind. You are running a race that was designed to have no finish line. The race itself is the product.
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🚨 BREAKING: It was just revealed that the Chinese suspects who tried detonating an IED at a US Air Force Base were BIRTHRIGHT CITIZENS of ILLEGAL ALIENS
Omg. This is EXACTLY what Justice Sam Alito tried telling everyone at the Supreme Court!
Wool is a technology so good that if a startup unveiled it tomorrow, it would raise a fortune.
Run through the spec sheet with a straight face.
It keeps you warm even when it's soaking wet, which almost nothing else does. It is naturally flame-resistant. It doesn't catch and melt onto your skin like plastic does. It chars, refuses to sustain the flame, and puts itself out when you take the fire away. It manages moisture, breathes, and resists smell so well you can wear it for days. It bends tens of thousands of times without snapping.
And when you're finally done with it, you can put it in the ground and in a matter of months it's gone, rotted back into the soil, feeding it nitrogen on the way out.
Then there's the supply chain, which is the part no engineer could ever replicate. It grows back. Every year, on its own, on nothing but grass and rain, on a sheep that was going to stand on that hillside anyway. A self-renewing, fireproof, compostable insulation fibre with a production input of weather.
We replaced it with polyester. Oil, spun into thread, that melts on you in a fire, sheds plastic into the sea with every wash, and sits in landfill for centuries when you're done.
We had the better version the whole time. It says baa.
When my husband and I got married I was in law school working on my Juris Doctor degree and he had a high school diploma.
He’s a southern redneck. I can only understand about half of what he says when he gets on the phone with his buddies in Mississippi and his accent takes on new life.
He is also, far and away, smarter and more skilled than I. He is currently building a house which he not only framed but also ran the plumbing and electric.
I’ve watched him build and repair trucks from, seemingly, scraps.
One full DITY PCS, we experienced two flats, two melted wheel bearings, and the axle on our trailer broke. He repaired every single thing without flinching (and without a single curse word, which was confusing to me, as I have an Italian father).
He crunched the numbers and calculated the angles so the two of us could survey our own land.
He taught himself, and then me, how to operate an excavator so I could have the honor of breaking ground on our build.
If it’s electrical or mechanical he somehow knows at least a little something about it.
All that is to say: We need to return to teaching men to be men through hard work, dirty hands, and life experience. They bring infinitely more value to society than some dude getting his masters degree in gender studies.
It’s been revealed that the black woman Democrats put on a pedestal for “bravely” riding a train with Patriot Front members was engaging in indecent exposure on the train moments before the photo was taken and has a lengthy arrest record.
We are being destroyed by agreeable men.
It's easy to like an agreeable man, at least at first. He presents himself as polite, reasonable, and warm. He avoids friction. He avoids awkward or uncomfortable topics. He smiles and nods wherever he can. A conversation with him at a backyard BBQ or in the church foyer can make for a pleasant time.
And those pleasant times can keep on rolling, unless you disturb what the agreeable man mistakes for peace. That is something he will not tolerate. In many cases, he'll simply avoid anything disagreeable. He would truly rather be in the room with a repugnant man who plays along with his desire for agreeableness than with a virtuous man who won't. Tolerance and avoidance are the twin pillars of his modus operandi. False peace is his idol.
But when the agreeable man's idol is touched, and he is forced to confront friction he can no longer avoid, the façade quickly evaporates. He lashes out. What follows is usually an irrational, emotional warpath. And because violating the shallow rules of decorum is, in his mind, the greatest sin, he must lie. He must misrepresent. He must spin the story lest the bystanders see him for what he really is. His goal is to preserve the appearance of reasonableness while shutting down and driving away those with reasonable objections that inevitably create discomfort.
He is an enemy of the reformer, who must press the issue and do so forthrightly. He is a friend of the smiling subversive who quietly corrodes institutions under the camouflage of false peace.
He is a destroyer.