On This Day — May 25, 1948
They put a bullet in the back of his head.
The man they executed that day was Witold Pilecki — the only person in history who voluntarily walked into Auschwitz.
In 1940, this Polish cavalry officer deliberately got himself arrested during a Nazi roundup in Warsaw. Using a false identity, he entered hell as prisoner #4859.
For two and a half years, Pilecki lived as a starving skeleton in striped rags while secretly building a resistance network inside the camp. He smuggled out the first detailed eyewitness reports of the Nazi death machine to the Allies — gas chambers, selections, medical experiments, and the systematic murder of Jews.
While he was there, more than 1,000 Jews per day were being gassed and burned. At its peak in 1944, the killing rate reached more than 6,000 per day.
He saw it all.
He documented it all.
He risked everything so the world would know.
In April 1943, Pilecki escaped by overpowering a guard at a bakery outside the wire. He rejoined the fight, battled in the Warsaw Uprising, and later resisted the Soviet occupation of Poland.
For his courage, the communist regime tortured him, staged a show trial, and executed him on May 25, 1948.
One of the great heroes of the 20th century.
Remember his name: Witold Pilecki.
Time in Federal Government…
Alexander Hamilton: 5 years
George Washington: 8 years
Thomas Jefferson: 10 years
John Adams: 12 years
Bernie Sanders: 35 years
Nancy Pelosi: 39 years
Mitch McConnell: 41 years
Chuck Schumer: 45 years
It explains everything.
Founders vs Grifters
They turned this moment into a bottle of wine 🍷
After Walt Weiss dove in the middle of the brawl, Chris Sale printed the photo… slapped it on a bottle… and Reynaldo López presented it to him in front of the whole team.
“Rousing ovation” and all. That’s how you earn a clubhouse.
This Irish folk cover of Shaboozey’s “A Bar Song (Tipsy)” had no business going this hard 😂🍀 One minute I’m sitting there, next minute I’m ready to jump up, clap along, and dance like I’m in a pub in Dublin. Absolute vibe 🔥
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My dad was in hospice. It was a Tuesday, the quietest day in the world. He hadn't spoken in forty-eight hours. A young man walked in with a guitar. He was a volunteer. "Can I play something?" he asked. "He can't hear you," I said, tired and bitter. "Maybe not," the kid said. "But I can." He played "Amazing Grace" so softly it sounded like a lullaby. Then he played some old Beatles songs. For the first time in days, my dad's hand twitched. A tiny smile touched his lips. The kid played for an hour. When he left, I tried to give him some money. "No," he said. "My grandpa was in this room last year. Someone played for him. I’m just paying back the debt." Kindness is the only currency that increases in value the more you spend it.
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