Valid questions have been raised regarding the data presented to Congress by the Election Assistance Commission where in states like Texas, they reported almost three million new voter registrations processed from 2022-2024 without a legal requirement to provide proof of citizenship to register to vote at that time.
Now Texas leaders have a choice: they can easily & quickly help restore faith in our elections by starting an investigation to verify the legitimacy of the voters casting ballots in the midterms. That would entail a “digital canvas” which would compare state voter registration databases, voter check-in lists, voter histories and the cast vote record to existing government and private databases to verify citizenship status, addresses and other information that would show whether votes cast were legitimate or not.
This could be done immediately with an AI platform to identify if votes cast were not done by real voters. And it should.
Texans deserve the truth but it is not going to fall out of the sky. People have to demand it & force their leaders to do the right thing if they lack the moral courage to do it on their own.
Thanks to @HSIndyRacing some of us were given a $250 stipend to go after today’s late pick 5, with all winnings going to the @HVAFofIndiana on this Veteran’s Day. It’s a sequence that should result in a big payoff, and here’s how I’m playing it.
R5-1,6,7,8,9
R6-2,3,6,8
R7-1,6
R8-1,2,6,10
R9-4,5,6
$240
The Dirk Nowitzki Foundation continued its annual tradition of giving, providing food and essentials to 800 Dallas-area families.
Thank you to H-E-B, Mrs. Baird’s, Smith Thompson Home Services, Mark Cuban Heroes Center and allour volunteers and supporters who made it possible!
As discussed w/ @RacingRachelM & @ericahalstrom, @HSIndyRacing fundraiser for @HVAFofIndiana has become a special afternoon in Shelbyville and the Late P5 sequence is very tricky. Post-SCR opinions up at ATR. Safe trips all; THX to all that serve/served! https://t.co/pARcLCGCDc
Breaking: DRF says Mr. Popover has the longest legs of any horse who has ever lived. Sounds like a positive to me! Like how Secretariat had the biggest heart of all time
Congratulations to Jake Burger, who was named the MLBPA's Philanthropist of the Year. Jake gives with time, energy, heart & money. He does a terrific job in support of Down's Syndrome. Well-deserved.
Front Row Club and partners purchased a beautiful Blame colt today out of a well-bred Bernardini mare at @FasigTiptonCo - We’re proud to name him RAMPELLINI in honor of Mary Rampellini, whose love for horses and lifelong dedication to racing left a lasting mark on the industry. Through her Ollie the Oaklawn Owl children’s book series, Mary shared the sport with young readers and inspired the next generation. @BobBaffert
QUIT YOUR BITCHING!!!!!!
Grandpa didn’t have a $90 month internet bill, a $130 phone bill, seven app subscriptions at $72 month, an Amazon addiction for $200 month, he didn’t have Netflix, Paramount or HBO for another $112 month and his haircuts didn’t need a ‘stylist’!
I’m worn out hearing people moan, “Our grandparents could buy a house on one paycheck, but now we can’t even afford rent on two!”
Yeah, maybe because Grandma wasn’t dropping half her income on $14 iced lattes and avocado toast shaped like art projects. Back then, if they wanted coffee, they boiled it at home in a dented pot. It tasted like burnt rubber and regret — but it woke you up and cleaned your pipes.
And Grandma wasn’t “out to brunch.” You think she had time for mimosas and hashtags? She was making something called whatever’s left in the fridge and feeding six people with it.
Don’t even start with Uber Eats. You think Grandpa was out here paying $38 to have a burger delivered three blocks away? Please. He grilled mystery meat on a rusted barbecue, and everyone called it dinner.
Now people cry about being broke while sitting in a house full of gadgets. Two SUVs in the driveway, six streaming services, three air fryers, and matching tattoos that cost more than their light bill. You think Grandpa had a tattoo? He did. It said “Korea, 1951,” and it came with trauma, not Instagram likes.
And the kids—Lord help us. “We can’t make ends meet, but Brayden needs the new iPhone!” No, he doesn’t. You’re handing an $1100 device to a child who still eats crayons and forgets to flush.
When we were kids, there was one phone. It hung on the wall like a family relic. The cord stretched just far enough for you to whisper secrets before someone yelled, “Get off, I need to make a call!” And guess what? We lived.
The TV? One. In the living room. With three channels and a dial that clicked like a safe. And if Dad wanted to watch bowling, you were a fan of bowling, end of story.
Now there’s a flat screen in every room, the baby’s got an iPad, the dog’s got a camera, and everyone’s wondering why they can’t afford rent.
Because you’re living like rock stars on retail salaries, that’s why.
Grandpa wasn’t leasing Teslas or buying $12 smoothies called “Green Zen Awakening.” He drove a truck that coughed smoke, rattled like a storm, and smelled like oil and hard work.
They lived within their means. Whatever Grandpa brought home on Friday — that’s what they had. They weren’t keeping up with the Joneses; they were keeping the lights on.
So yeah, Grandpa bought a house on one salary. But he also didn’t have a gym membership, three delivery apps, and emotional support crystals on his nightstand. His only support system was Grandma, who told him to quit whining and mow the yard.
Nowadays, everyone’s broke, anxious, and “manifesting abundance” while ordering tacos on DoorDash for the fourth time this week.
It’s not the economy — it’s the lifestyle.
Wake up, turn off your subscriptions, make your own coffee, and maybe—just maybe—you’ll smell the truth.
It’s truth....God is Good, God is Great, I thank HIM for this day and everything I have!!
When the Japanese TV show "Old Enough!" hit Netflix, international viewers watched with their jaws on the floor.
A 4-year-old toddler in a tiny coat walks alone down public streets, holding a little yellow safety flag to buy fish for his mom.
Viewers kept waiting for disaster.
Instead, they witnessed pure communal love:
When the child reaches a crosswalk, cars stop instantly. Drivers wait patiently with gentle smiles, waving him across with zero honking.
The neighborhood baker steps outside just to keep an eye on him as he turns the corner.
The fishmonger greets the boy like his own grandson, carefully counting his coins and tucking a little treat into his shopping basket.
"You walked all by yourself? What a brave big boy!"
That child isn't actually alone.
The entire neighborhood is acting as an invisible safety net.
A society built so safely that the world outside a front door doesn't feel like a jungle—it feels like an extended living room.