Election night batches in Los Angeles:
🔵 Karen Bass: 38%
🔴 Spencer Pratt: 28%
🔵 Nithya Raman: 20%
New batch (5 days after the election):
🔵 Nithya Raman: 40%
🔵 Karen Bass: 33%
🔴 Spencer Pratt: 18%
Keep in mind only the top 2 advance to the next round, which is why the third place candidate suddenly surged
Not even hiding it
He’s the President of the United States — not your ex, not your personal villain, and not the cause of your misery. You don’t have to support him. That’s America.
But if someone is simply backing the sitting President and it makes you rage, cut people off, attack families, or act like garbage — you are the problem.
You’ve turned politics into a personality disorder: nonstop outrage and toddler meltdowns online. Grow up. He won. The sky didn’t fall. Pay your bills, care for your family, touch grass, and move on.
My seemingly healthy, strong father Daniel “Dad Timpf” Timpf died very unexpectedly on the evening of May 7 at just 69 years old.
It does not seem like enough to simply call him my father, because he was so much more than that. He was my rock, my hero and my best friend. He was loyal, funny, kind, selfless, hard-working, and so devoted to his children that it was impossible to be near him and not find yourself inspired. He was a writer, a painter, a sailor, and somehow knowledgeable on every subject from world history to literature to accounting. He was the most dependable person anyone has ever met. I always felt like, as long as I had his phone number, there was not a problem I could not solve. I needed him here with me; I am not okay, and I am far from the only person who feels this.
The birth of my son in February 2025, his first grandchild, was supposed to be a happy new beginning for our family. A family that had been already once devastated by an untimely loss: the loss of my mother Anne Marie to a rare disease in 2014 just a matter of weeks after her diagnosis.
The joy of my son’s birth was, of course, complicated by my also very unexpected breast cancer diagnosis just a matter of hours before going into labor with him. During this time, my dad did what he did best, which was to save the day. As soon as he heard about my diagnosis, he simply got into the car and started driving to New York -- making it through the tunnel just as my son was born…on the day that happened to be his own birthday, as well.
In the tumultuous time of a simultaneous new cancer diagnosis and new baby, my dad was the sole reason for our stability, rushing in to help care for our son, and returning to do so again for my double mastectomy, reconstructive surgery, and any time that we ever needed him. It was an awful, awful year… but I found so much joy and hope throughout it by watching the beauty of a very special relationship form between my son and my father. This horrible thing that was happening was creating such a very special bond between the two of them -- almost making the terrible thing worth it -- and I was so excited to see how that bond would grow.
The bond was of top priority for my father, who visited from Michigan often. I saw him last on the Monday before he died, and my son was so proud to help his grandfather push his suitcase down to the car as he left. The goodbyes were quick. Why wouldn’t they be? We would all see each other again at the beginning of June, when we would all head to Texas for my shows and to see my grandpa. We wanted to make sure that my son could spend as much time as he could with his great-grandfather. He is, after all, 93.
I was certainly not over the trauma of my cancer or having to amputate the breasts I so badly wanted to feed my son with, but the one thing I could always count on to get me through my worst moments was seeing my son’s and my father’s faces light up when they saw each other, be it during the visits or our routine morning and bedtime FaceTime calls.
That is, at least, until I had to hear over the phone from a doctor I had never met in an emergency room in the same town up north that I’d previously announced to my father that I was pregnant that my dad was dead; I would never see him again, and neither would my son. It would turn out that last year was not the hard one, after all. Rather, it was the one I would now do anything to relive. I would amputate my breasts every year just to be able to speak with him one more time, even for five minutes.
I am currently living an unimaginable horror. For many people, this is a tragic story. For me, it’s my life. I do not know how I will recover from it. I only know that I have to for the sake of what is left of my family.
Next week, we need to,
1. Remove John Thune
2. Nuke the filibuster
3. Pass the SAVE America Act
4. Deport Ilhan Omar and arrest Adam Schiff
Make for a great week!
I do not want to hear a f*cking word about both sides turning down the rhetoric.
Political violence is not a both sides issue.
It is a Left issue.
The Left has a monopoly on political violence.
Full stop.
@Strandjunker Number of people who died while waiting for care last year:
🇦🇺 ~2,500
🇨🇦 23,746
🇩🇰 ~200
🇫🇮 ~300
🇫🇷 ~1,500
🇩🇪 ~800
🇮🇸 ~20
🇮🇪 ~600
🇮🇹 ~2,000
🇯🇵 ~500
🇳🇱 ~400
🇳🇴 ~150
🇵🇹 ~700
🇪🇸 ~1,800
🇸🇪 ~400
🇬🇧 ~120,000
🇺🇸 ~300
There’s a lesson there
🚨 HOLY CRAP! If Virginians don't storm the polls tomorrow, Democrats will succeed in creating the most blue Congressional gerrymandered map in AMERICA
Current map: 6 Democrats — 5 Republicans
New map: 10 DEMOCRATS — 1 REPUBLICAN
GLENN YOUNGKIN: "This is going to be close. They poured $70 MILLION into this! To try to fool, trick and deceive Virginians."
"A 'NO' vote is for the fairest map in America." @GlennYoungkin
STORM THE POLLS!
Final stretch!
2026 is turning out to be ONE OF THE MOST SIGNIFICANT YEARS….EVER🫨! If you’re reading this it means A HOSPITAL DID NOT ☠️ YOU😲! Oh, by the way, DJT, Putin, Xi and Fat Boy are playing out a plan agreed upon in 2016, so don’t be a panican🇺🇸
Let me dust off my crystal ball and explain what's going to happen here.
Iran is going to lose this war.
Their ability to terrorize the region will be over. This will usher in a new era of peace and prosperity in the Middle East. Hezbollah and Hamas will be eliminated.
Once the war ends, which should be within the next month or so, gas prices will fall to their lowest levels in years.
All of the recent stock market losses will recover and more.
Once Hamas is gone, places like Gaza will be rebuilt to rival the beauty of Dubai.
The Republicans will win the House and the Senate in the midterms.
MAGA will dominate DC for a generation.
And that's the way it is.