22 yrs ago today, after a long zoning dispute with local officials that ruined his business, welder Marvin Heemeyer had enough & created the Killdozer.
He destroyed the mayor’s house, the judge’s house, town hall, the police station, & the bank - while avoiding hurting civilians or their property.
Happy Killdozer Day to those who celebrate 🎊
For 20 years, students at a strict Catholic school in Los Angeles feared their calculus teacher.
Then they discovered where he spent three nights every week.
His name was Jim O’Connor.
Former Navy veteran.
Math teacher.
Relentlessly demanding in the classroom.
At St. Francis High School, students knew him as the teacher who never accepted excuses.
Discipline mattered.
Effort mattered.
Precision mattered.
Nobody would have described him as soft.
Then one day in 1989, a friend asked Jim to donate blood at Children’s Hospital Los Angeles.
He had Type O-negative blood — the universal donor type.
He gave once.
Then he kept coming back.
Over time, hospital staff noticed something else about him.
After donating blood, Jim would stay.
He learned about a small volunteer group that cared for infants who were sick, abandoned, withdrawing from drugs, or simply alone for long stretches of time.
Babies who needed to be held.
So Jim signed up.
Three days a week.
For 20 years.
After finishing work at school, he’d drive to the hospital, walk into the neonatal ward, pick up whichever baby needed comfort most, and quietly rock them to sleep.
He fed them.
Walked the halls with them late at night.
Sang softly to them.
Held them against his chest for hours.
Nurses said he could calm even the fussiest infants.
And he never told anyone at school.
Not coworkers.
Not students.
Nobody.
For two decades, the toughest teacher on campus spent his evenings comforting fragile newborns in dark hospital rooms.
Then a group of students organizing a blood drive visited the hospital.
The moment they mentioned St. Francis High School, hospital staff lit up.
“Do you know Jim O’Connor?”
The students were confused.
Then they saw the plaque listing the hospital’s top blood donors.
At the very top was their calculus teacher’s name.
Jim O’Connor had donated 72 gallons of blood.
And volunteered with infants for 20 years without ever mentioning it.
When reporters later asked why he kept it secret for so long, Jim looked genuinely confused by the question.
“I wasn’t hiding it,” he said.
“I just didn’t think it was anybody else’s business.”
That’s probably why the story still moves people.
Because real kindness rarely announces itself.
Sometimes the people who seem hardest on the outside are carrying the softest hearts in complete silence.
And sometimes the most extraordinary things a person does are the things they never felt the need to tell anyone about.
Racist black Karmelo Anthony supporter yells, "the only good cracker is a dead cracker," right in front of the police
How is this not a threat of violence? Why are the police doing nothing?
The person who posted this did not even have the courage to call the diagnosis by its common name - "Down Syndrome". This is likely because almost everyone has met at least one person with this affliction and found them to be happy, generous, loving and valuable people. The thought of ending the life of such a person before it begins is - or should be - abhorrent to everyone. The amount of support, understanding and care that would be available to this unborn child and the family would be more than sufficient to offset the hardships of raising him/her or being raised. Having a Down Syndrome member of a community in the USA or Canada is hardly something we have no experience with handling.
Only the most shallow and narcissistic persons could do this. I pray they decide never to attempt to procreate again. A healthy child would be raised in a horrible reality by such people...
The richest man in America signed a document that could have gotten him hanged, and when someone sneered that he was safe because no one would know which Charles Carroll to come for, he picked up the pen and told the British exactly where to find him.
His name was Charles Carroll, and the colonies were crawling with men who shared it. His own father was Charles Carroll of Annapolis. So when the Declaration of Independence came to him for signing in 1776, a delegate made a cruel little joke. He said Carroll risked nothing by signing. There were so many Charles Carrolls that the King's men would never know which one to hang.
Carroll didn't argue. He leaned over the page and added three words to his signature: "of Carrollton." The name of his estate. His address. He was the only signer in the entire room who wrote down where he lived, and he did it on purpose, so that if the British wanted to come hang the traitor, they would know exactly which door to knock on.
That is who Charles Carroll of Carrollton was.
Here is what makes the moment even sharper. He was not a man with little to lose. He was the single wealthiest man in the thirteen colonies and the largest private landowner among them. While George Washington and John Hancock get talked about as rich men, it was Carroll who topped them all. When he signed, he was wagering the biggest personal fortune in America against a noose.
And he was the last man anyone would have expected to be there at all. Carroll was Catholic. In colonial Maryland, a colony founded as a Catholic refuge that had since turned on its own, Catholics could not vote. They could not hold public office. They could not worship in public. The most educated, wealthiest man in America was, in the eyes of the law, a second-class subject barred from the very government he was helping to create. He had spent seventeen years being educated by Jesuits in France and spoke five languages fluently, and back home he still could not legally cast a ballot.
So he became the only Catholic to sign the Declaration of Independence, putting his name on a revolution that he hoped would build a country with room for men like him. That was its own enormous bet, made by a man the existing system had already shut out.
Then he simply outlived everyone.
Thomas Jefferson and John Adams both died on the same astonishing day, July 4, 1826, exactly fifty years after the Declaration. When they were gone, Charles Carroll of Carrollton was the last living signer left on earth. For six more years he was the final human link to that room in Philadelphia, the last hand that had signed, a living relic of the founding that ordinary Americans traveled to see and shake.
He finally died in November 1832 at the age of ninety-five, fifty-six years after he wrote his address on a treason document and dared the empire to come find him.
The richest man in America. The only Catholic. The last one standing. He had more to lose than any of them, every legal reason to stay quiet, and he signed his full address anyway.
We remember the names we were handed in school. We forget the man who made sure his couldn't be mistaken for anyone else's.
Which Founding Father do you think history shortchanged the most?
Elon Musk, the wealthiest man alive, gutted USAID, which supports some of the poorest people in the world.
Now there's an Ebola outbreak in the Congo, which USAID could have helped prevent or slow.
When you dismantle the systems that stop deadly diseases, people needlessly die.
Why is American Eagle @AEO sponsoring lgbtq pride events for kids to celebrate alternate gender identities and menatl illness??
Heads up, if you shop at American Eagle, this is what you’re supporting! 🚩
🚨 UPDATE: Stunning footage reveals how President Trump and Sec. Doug Burgum carried out a COMPLETE 180 at Columbus Circle in Washington DC
2022, BIDEN: Absolutely FILTHY, homeless and drugs, dirty fountain is dilapidated
2026, TRUMP: CLEAR, BEAUTIFUL, crystal clear fountain and water flowing, no more homeless deviants
LFG! I voted for this beauty in our capital!
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🎥 @AmerPhilo2025@reaganreese_@DailyCaller
Sell the house and move into a one bedroom apartment. Tell your daughter it's time to get her own place - and choosing a life partner that will help her achieve that would be a wise choice.
when I became a conservative it wasn't based on politics because I was young and uninformed and didn't know diddly.
I became a conservative because of their moral positions: family, marriage, the welfare of children.
Since then it's been a major disappointment as the conservative movement has become infiltrated with amoral libertarians and the focus on basic morality as the core of the movement has eroded.
In the past few days it's been encouraging to see a steady stream of objections to homosexuals obtaining babies as props in their mockery of marriage in my feed, but my question is this: where have you been?
Why are your objections only in response to Hollywood or leftist homosexuals doing this?
Do you really think that the children condemned to live their entire childhood motherless and in a perverse home care or are even aware of the politics of the deviants who have obtained them?
Even though the objections that I'm seeing are very welcome and overdue, the hypocrisy spoils it.