A slave stood behind the conqueror holding a golden crown, and whispering in his ear a warning: that all glory is fleeting.” – General George S. Patton
BREAKING: The RNC is deciding whether Bucks County, Pennsylvania, Commissioner Diane Ellis-Marseglia will face charges for illegally counting ballots to favor Democratic Senator Bob Casey.
Should charges be filed?
It’s imperative that we revert to STANDARD, not Daylight time, for two reasons, one of which you may have never considered.
You know the first: solar noon is closest to 12 o’clock all year. That means an equal number of hours before and after noon each day.
This also means earlier sunrises which are significantly better for establishing a healthy circadian rhythm.
The second reason is that nearly ONE THIRD of US counties are in the wrong timezone.
A significant swath of the country isn’t only an artificial hour ahead because of daylight time… but TWO HOURS ahead of true solar time.
Year-round daylight time, especially without recalibrating time zones, would establish this error permanently, affecting millions of Americans.
We should be letting the Sun dictate the day the way God made it. Arbitrary, artificial tampering would be worse for us all.
Fix the time zones and affix standard time.
In Saudi Arabia, Qatar, and Bahrain, they don't block roads to pray. They do it in Europe because they know EU politicians are weak and corrupt. The European streets are no mosques. We've had enough of this crap.
Chad Hasty, a conservative talk radio host from West Texas who was a well-known voice in Texas politics, passed away on Thursday at the age of 43. He died in his sleep that morning, as reported by News/Talk 95.1 & 970 KFYO in Lubbock, where he hosted a daily show.
I just adopted him.
He walked out of the shelter clinging to his torn little toy — the only piece of comfort he had left.
He hasn’t let go of it. Not yet. Because he’s still scared.
Because his past is written in the way he curls up tightly and flinches at sudden sounds.
Sometimes he shakes. Sometimes he hides.
But when he rests his head on my lap, he whispers without words: “Please… let this be my forever.”
And I promise him:
It is.
You’ll never be alone again.
From now on, you’ll sleep safely,
with toys, peace, love
and me. 🐶🧸🤍