Alyssa Scott

Columbia University student, baseball fan, justice junkie, and BIG fan of leveling the playing field with educational opportunities for all.

[Barack Obama @BarackObama]

Although we don’t yet have the details about the motives behind last night's shooting at the White House Correspondents Dinner, it’s incumbent upon all us to reject the idea that violence has any place in our democracy. It’s also a sobering reminder of the courage and sacrifice that U.S. Secret Service Agents show every day. I’m grateful to them – and thankful that the agent who was shot is going to be okay.

[Israeli Titan🇮🇱 @israelititan]

URGENT:

Sagher Gholami, only 19 years old, was violently arrested in early February and has been sentenced to death. Her whereabouts and condition are unknown.

Her life is in danger. Be her voice ✋🏻

[Elissa Slotkin @ElissaSlotkin]

President Trump’s kids alone have made a billion dollars since he became president.

We are going to grapple with the unbelievable corruption coming out of this Administration.

[ABC15 Arizona @abc15]

A mother of two from the Salt River Pima-Maricopa Indian Community has been missing for more than a week. Now her family fears this is yet another Missing and Murdered Indigenous People case. They are calling for more urgency in the search. ABC15 spoke with Passion Schurz's family.

[Alyssa Scott @AlEssential]

@Microinteracti1 What a masterpiece. And what a fine courageous man Mueller was. May his family find comfort from those Americans with love and empathy in their hearts

[Gandalv @Microinteracti1]

Robert Mueller died last night.

He was 81 years old. He had a wife who loved him for sixty years. He had two daughters, one of whom he met for the first time in Hawaii, in 1969, on a few hours of military leave, before he got back on the plane and returned to Vietnam. He had grandchildren. He had a faith he practiced quietly, without performance. He had, in the way of men who have seen real things and survived them, a quality that is increasingly rare and increasingly mocked in the country he spent his life serving.

He had integrity.

And tonight the President of the United States said good!

I have been sitting with that word for hours now. Good. One syllable. The thing you say when the coffee is hot or the traffic is moving. The thing a man who has never had to bury anyone, never had to sit in the specific silence of a room where someone is newly absent, reaches for when he wants the world to know he is satisfied. Good. The daughters are crying and the wife is alone in the house and good.

I want to speak directly to the Americans reading this. Not the political Americans. Just the human ones. The ones who have lost a father. The ones who know what it is to be in that first hour, when you keep forgetting and then remembering again, when ordinary objects become unbearable, when the world outside the window seems obscene in its indifference. I want to ask you, simply, to hold that feeling for a moment, and then to understand that the man you elected looked at it and typed a single word.

Good.

This is not a country having a bad day. I need you to understand that. Countries have bad days. Elections go wrong. Leaders disappoint. Institutions bend. But there is a different thing, a rarer and more terrible thing, that happens when the moral center of a place simply gives way. Not dramatically. Not with a single catastrophic event. But quietly, in increments, until one evening a president celebrates the death of an old man whose family is still warm with grief, and enough people find it acceptable that it becomes the weather. Just the weather.

That is what is happening. That is what has happened.

The world knows. From Tokyo to Oslo, from London to Buenos Aires, people are not angry at America tonight. Anger would mean there was still something to fight for, some remaining faith to be betrayed. What I see, in the reactions from everywhere that is not here, is something older and sadder than anger. It is the look people get when they have waited a long time for someone they love to find their way back, and have finally understood that they are not coming.

America is being grieved. Past tense, almost. The idea of it. The thing it represented to people who had nothing else to believe in, who came here with everything they owned in a single bag because they had heard, somehow, across an ocean, that this was the place where decency was written into the walls. That idea is not resting. It is not suspended. It is being buried, in real time, with 7,450 likes before dinner.

And the church said nothing.

Seventy million people have decided that this man, this specific man who has cheated everyone he has ever made a promise to, who has mocked the disabled and the dead and the grieving, who celebrated tonight while a family wept, is an instrument of God. The pastors who made that bargain did not just trade away their credibility. They traded away the thing that made them worth listening to in the first place. The cross they carry now is a costume. The faith they preach is a loyalty oath with scripture attached. When the history of American Christianity is written, this will be the chapter they skip at seminary.

Now I want to talk about the men who stand next to him.

Because this is the part that actually breaks my heart.

JD Vance is not a bad man. I have to say that, because it is true, and because the truth matters even now, especially now. Marco Rubio is not a bad man. Lindsey Graham is not a bad man. They are idiots, but not bad, as in BAD! These are men with mothers who raised them and children who love them and friends who remember who they were before all of this. They are not monsters. Monsters are simple. Monsters do not cost you anything emotionally because there is nothing in them to mourn.

These men are something more painful than monsters.

They are men who knew better, and know better still, and will get up tomorrow and do it again.

Every small compromise they made had a reason. Every moment they looked the other way had a justification that sounded, at the time, almost reasonable. And now they have arrived here, at a place where a president celebrates the death of an old man and they will find a way, on television, to say nothing that means anything, and they will go home to houses where children who carry their name are waiting, and they will say goodnight, and they will say nothing.

Their oldest friends are watching. The ones who knew Rubio when he still believed in something. Who knew Graham when he said, out loud, on the record, that this exact man would destroy the Republican Party and deserve it. Who sat next to Vance and thought here is someone worth knowing. Those friends are not angry tonight. They moved through anger a long time ago. What they feel now is the quiet, irrecoverable sadness of watching someone disappear while still being present. Of watching a person they loved choose, again and again, to become less.

That is what cowardice costs. Not the coward. The people who loved him.

And in the comments tonight, the followers celebrate. People who ten years ago brought casseroles to grieving neighbours. Who stood in the rain at gravesides and meant the words they said. Who told their children that we do not speak ill of the dead because the dead were someone's beloved. Those people are tonight typing gleeful things about a man whose daughters are not yet done crying. And they feel clean doing it. Righteous. Because somewhere along the way the thing they were given in exchange for their decency was the feeling of belonging to something, and that feeling is very hard to give up even when you can no longer remember what you gave for it.

When Trump is gone, they will still be here.

Standing in the silence where the noise used to be. Without the permission the crowd gave them. Without the pastor who told them their cruelty was holy. They will be alone with what they said and what they cheered and what they chose to become, and there will be no one left to tell them it was righteous.

That morning is coming.

Robert Mueller flew across the Pacific on military leave to hold his newborn daughter for a few hours before returning to the war. He came home. He buried his dead with honour. He served presidents of both parties because he understood that the institution was larger than any one man. He told his grandchildren that a lie is the worst thing a person can do, that a reputation once lost cannot be recovered, and he lived that, every day, in the quiet and unglamorous way of people who actually believe what they say.

He was the kind of American the world used to point to when it needed to believe the story was true.

He died last night. His wife is alone in their house in Georgetown. His daughters are learning what the world is without him in it. And somewhere in the particular hush that falls over a family in the first hours of loss, the most powerful man and the biggest loser on earth sent a message to say he was glad.

The world that loved what America was supposed to be is grieving tonight. Not for Robert Mueller only. For the country that produced him and then became this. For the distance between what was promised and what was delivered. For the suspicion, growing quieter and more certain with each passing month, that the America people believed in was always partly a story, and the story is over now, and there is nothing yet to replace it.

That is all it needed to be.

A man died. His family is broken open with grief.

That is all it needed to be.

Instead the President said good.

And the country that once stood for something looked away 🇺🇸

Gandalv / @Microinteracti1

[Kosher @koshercockney]

Palestinian terrorists burnt Shira alive on October 7th.

We must never forget.

May her memory forever be a blessing 🕯️

[Vivid.🇮🇱 @VividProwess]

Horrifying testimony from Rami Davidian, who saved hundreds of Israelis on October 7 from Hamas terrorists at the Nova Music Festival.

“I saw girls with their hands tied. They were murdered and raped. Over 30 girls were murdered and raped here.”

Mamdani’s wife celebrated this.

[A Voice For The Voiceless @AwarenessTCS]

🚨 TURQUOISE ALERT | MISSING INDIGENOUS CHILD | PLEASE READ AND SHARE 🚨 16-year-old Bryseis Arianny Duran-Begay has been missing from Albuquerque, New Mexico since 2/27/26.

Bryseis is a Native American teen with a birth mark on her left cheek. She is described as 5'0" and approximately 100 lbs with black hair and brown eyes. Bryseis was last seen wearing gray sweats, a blue shirt, a black and blue sweater, DC black and white shoes, and she had a purple blanket with her.

📲 Anyone with information about Bryseis Arianny Duran-Begay’s whereabouts is asked to contact the Albuquerque Police Missing Persons Unit at 505-242-2677 or call 242-COPS.

Please take a moment to look closely at her photo and report anything immediately, even if it seems small. Every detail could matter. Please share this post and leave a comment to help boost visibility so more people see Bryseis’ photo and someone may recognize her. 💙❤️🧡💛

#MissingChild #PleaseShare #BryseisAriannyDuranBegay

[Greenbelt Police Department @greenbeltpolice]

**Critical Missing Juvenile Notice**

James Gendemeh is a 14-year-old critical missing juvenile who was last seen on March 6th at around 7:30 PM in the 5900 block of Cherrywood Lane in Greenbelt, Maryland, 20770. He was wearing a black jacket, gray hoodie, and gray pants.

If you have any information or come into contact with him, please reach out to Detective Davis at [phone] or via email at [email protected]. You can also call us at [phone].

[A Voice For The Voiceless @AwarenessTCS]

🚨 STILL UNIDENTIFIED 💔 NEARLY ONE YEAR LATER 🚨 SOMEONE KNOWS HER NAME 

The Philadelphia Police Department is asking for the public’s help in identifying a woman who has remained unidentified for nearly a year after a devastating crash in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

On May 18, 2025, at approximately 1:15 a.m., officers from the 35th District responded to a report of a critical injury crash in the 4800 block of North Broad Street in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

According to investigators, the driver of a gray 2007 Cadillac CTS was traveling northbound on Broad Street when an unidentified female pedestrian was reportedly standing in the roadway. As the vehicle approached, the woman stepped directly into the path of the vehicle.

Emergency crews with the Philadelphia Fire Department transported the woman to Einstein Medical Center, where she was admitted in critical condition.

Now, in March 2026, nearly a full year later, this woman remains hospitalized and has still not been identified.

Somewhere, someone may be missing her.
Someone may recognize her face but not realize she has been lying in a hospital bed all this time.

Police are hoping the public can help give her back her name.

If you recognize this woman or have any information that could help identify her, please contact the Philadelphia Police Crash Investigation Division at 215-685-3180 or call the tip line at 215-686-TIPS (8477).

Please look closely at her photo and share this post. Someone out there may know exactly who she is.

#Philadelphia #Unidentified #PleaseShare #HelpIdentify

[Israel War Room @IsraelWarRoom]

Capt. Cody Khork, 35, of Florida was a man who lived with purpose and whose "life was defined by devotion, character, and service."

He won several awards for his dedication and service to the US Army.

This week, he made the ultimate sacrifice: he was killed by an Iranian suicide drone attack on a US military operations center in Kuwait.

Tomorrow, his body will be returned to the US for burial.

May his memory and his sacrifice forever be a blessing. 🕯️

[ᗰᗩƳᖇᗩ @LePapillonBlu2]

The Songbird of Chicago, Jennifer Hudson, brought the crowd to their feet performing “A Change is Gonna Come” at Rev. Jesse Jackson’s Celebration of Life service. Just angelic! 🎶

[Acyn @Acyn]

Buttigieg: You’ve got money from the Middle East going into the Trump family crypto fund while you have Americans going to the Middle East for Donald Trump’s war.

It could not be more wrong in terms of the priorities and the interests that this president has at heart. But it’s because he knows that this isn’t going to impact him or his buddies.

[CALL TO ACTIVISM @CalltoActivism]

Kristi Noem gave $143,000,000 of taxpayer money to a company with no address, incorporated 8 days before it received the contract, and owned by her friends. Was she in on the take?

Awfully convenient to fire her a day after the story broke.

[נועה מגיד | Noa magid @NoaMagid]

Mohammad Reza Qasem-Zadeh, 22, was shot in the head in Karaj by terrorists of the Islamic regime for daring to dream of freedom.

His father has only one request: remember his name.

[ℍ@𝕤𝕥𝕚 @Sssccpp]

نوشتند کسی را ندارد حمایتش کند، در زندان لاکان رشت است. این روزها بازداشتی‌ها را فراموش نکنیم!
#ملیکا_عزیزی

[Michelle Obama @MichelleObama]

Chicago will always be home.

Barack and I can’t wait for you to visit the Obama Presidential Center this summer — grand opening celebrations will begin on June 18th, and it will open to the public on June 19th.

See you soon! https://t.co/zdjmKu5Rjn

[Alec Lace @AlecLace]

🚨 I still can't get over this: Tim Tebow showed Congress a map with 338,000+ unique U.S. IP addresses trading/sharing child sexual abuse material (kids under 12) in just 6 months.

And it barely made the news because it wasn't in the Epstein files?

We NEED Action on this!

[H. Ferdosy | ح. فردوسی @AuthorHFerry]

"Is this really what I'm seeing? The people who tortured me—the people who raped me—they are gone, but the world is grieving them. What's happening? Please explain this to me."

I have no explanation. Listen to @Azadeh_Afsahi's.