conrad gerrard

Husband,dad retired cop. it's better to build bridges than to build walls.
still supporting the thin blue line🇺🇦🇺🇦

[conrad gerrard @ConradGerrard]

@AmnestyUK Or maybe stop behaving like terrorists

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@ZackPolanski You just get worse and worse. They broke the law caused a huge amount of damage and seriously injured a police officer. You are shamefully condoning this.

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@johnmcdonnellMP

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@zarahsultana You have no shame. They broke the law. Seriously assaulted a police officer. They got the sentences they deserved. Why don't you care about justice

[conrad gerrard @ConradGerrard]

This little beauty is sniffing round my garden at 2200. Its only a small thing but seeing him every night is a true joy.

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@wee_Mazz Fantastic result 👏

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

This is how the Japanese raise their children: the secret behind a generation of geniuses.
While in many countries intelligence is rewarded with medals, in Japan discipline, humility, and constant effort are rewarded.
From an early age, Japanese children learn a powerful truth: talent without hard work is worthless, and true brilliance is born from consistency.
Over there, it is not unusual to see a six-year-old child going to school alone, crossing streets, taking trains… because from the very beginning they are taught to be responsible, courageous, and self-sufficient.
It is not about overprotecting them, but about preparing them for life. Japanese parents do not do homework for their children, nor do they make excuses for them… they guide them, but teach them that the journey is theirs.
Japanese students clean their own classrooms, sweep the hallways, and wash the bathrooms. In many elementary schools there is no cleaning staff.
Why?
Because educating does not simply mean filling the mind with information, but shaping character, humility, and respect.
Children are not seen as kings, but as part of a community. And this gives them a unique strength.
Japanese brilliance is not luck or genetics. It is culture, values, and well-directed effort from childhood.
Do you want a brilliant child?
Teach them more than mathematics.
Teach them to be disciplined, patient, and curious.
Do not protect them from failure: let them learn from it.
Because, in the end, it is not only about raising intelligent children… but about shaping human beings who shine with their own light.
— Adrian Năstase

[The Husky @Mr_Husky1]

At 12:30 AM on July 11, 2022, Nick Bostic was twenty-five years old and driving through empty streets in Lafayette, Indiana, after an argument with his girlfriend — the kind of night where you need to move and think. Windows down, going nowhere in particular.
Then he saw a small flame coming from a house on Union Street.
He hit the brakes. Reversed. Pulled into the driveway. He had no phone with him. He tried to flag down a passing car. Nobody stopped. He ran to the back door and started yelling: is anybody home? Is anybody in there?
Halfway up the stairs he found them — four people: an eighteen-year-old woman named Seionna Barrett carrying a twenty-month-old baby, and two thirteen-year-old girls behind her, terrified and confused. He led them out the back door and into the yard.
Four people safe.
Then Seionna started looking around frantically. Her face went pale.
I can't find Kaylani. Her six-year-old sister. Still inside.
The fire had spread. Flames were visible from multiple windows. Black smoke poured out. Nick looked back at the house and ran back in.
He searched room by room, calling for Kaylani. The smoke was pitch black — he could not see his own hand. The heat was overwhelming. He considered jumping from a window while he still could.
Then he heard crying. A child. Downstairs. In the living room. The worst part of the fire.
He wrapped his shirt around his face and ran toward the sound. He dropped to his hands and knees and crawled through the smoke until he found her. Kaylani Barrett. Six years old. Alone in the darkness.
Going back downstairs was no longer possible. His only option was up — back upstairs, find a window, jump. He carried Kaylani to a bedroom and punched through the glass with his bare fist. Blood ran down his arm. Her leg became tangled in the window blind cord. He forced himself to stay calm, carefully untangled her while the house burned around them.
He positioned Kaylani on his left side, himself on his right, and jumped from the second floor.
He hit the ground hard. A deep laceration on his right arm. Burns across his body. Smoke inhalation that would put him on a ventilator for three days. Lafayette police officers arrived just as he landed — their body cameras captured him stumbling forward, handing Kaylani to them, collapsing on the curb, asking one question over and over:
Is the baby OK? Please tell me the baby is OK.
Kaylani had a small cut on her foot from the glass. All five people were alive.
Nick was airlifted to Eskenazi Hospital in Indianapolis in critical condition. Doctors were not certain he would survive. Three days later he was released. His lungs were still damaged. His arm was heavily bandaged. He was alive.
He did not want to be called a hero. He told reporters he was just doing what anyone would do — that if he were the one trapped he would be hoping the driver passing by would consider doing the same.
In May 2024, nearly two years after the fire, Nick Bostic received the Carnegie Medal — the highest civilian honor for heroism in the United States and Canada, awarded since 1904 to those who enter extreme danger to save others. Of the more than 120 years the medal has been awarded, only 10,355 people have received it.
Kaylani Barrett is eight years old now. She calls Nick her guardian angel.
He still lives in Lafayette. Still drives past houses. When asked about that night, he always says the same thing: it was all worth it.

For those thinking about what Nick Bostic's decision — to go back inside when he had already done more than anyone could ask — shows about where genuine courage comes from: what does his question from the curb, is the baby OK, show you about what was actually driving him through that burning house?

[Crazy Vibes @CrazyVibes_1]

A Nazi commander loaded his pistol, pressed the cold metal barrel directly against the forehead of an American soldier, and gave a chilling ultimatum: "Order the Jewish soldiers to step forward, or I will shoot you right now."

What happened next in that frozen prisoner-of-war camp changed history forever, yet the man who stared down death kept it a secret for the rest of his life.

It was January 1945, and the bitter winter of World War II was at its peak. Inside Stalag IX-A, a notorious German prison camp near Ziegenhain, thousands of American soldiers were trapped behind barbed wire. Among them was Master Sergeant Roddie Edmonds, a twenty-five-year-old from Knoxville, Tennessee. As the highest-ranking non-commissioned officer in his section, Edmonds was responsible for the lives of 1,275 men.

One day, the camp commander, a fanatical Nazi major named Siegmann, issued a terrifying directive.

He ordered that the following morning, all American prisoners of Jewish faith must step out of the ranks during roll call. Everyone knew what this meant. Separating the Jewish soldiers was the first step toward sending them to extermination camps.

Inside the dark, freezing barracks, the prisoners panicked. Some of the Jewish soldiers considered stepping forward willingly to protect their Christian brothers from Nazi wrath. But Edmonds refused to let that happen. He looked at his men and gave a clear, definitive order: "Tomorrow, everyone steps forward. Everyone."

The next morning, the ground was thick with snow. Major Siegmann walked out onto the parade ground, expecting to see a small, isolated group of Jewish soldiers standing apart from the rest. Instead, he stopped dead in his tracks. All 1,275 American soldiers had stepped forward together in perfect unison.

The commander turned red with anger and stormed over to Edmonds. "They cannot all be Jews!" Siegmann screamed.

Edmonds stood completely still, looked the Nazi straight in the eyes, and replied: "We are all Jews here."

Enraged, Siegmann drew his Luger pistol and pressed it against Edmonds' forehead. The tension was suffocating. Hundreds of men held their breath, waiting for the gunshot. But Edmonds did not blink.

"According to the Geneva Convention, we only have to give our name, rank, and serial number," Edmonds said, his voice steady and calm. "If you shoot me, you will have to shoot all of us. And when the war ends, you will be tried for war crimes."

Edmonds knew the German army was collapsing and the Allies were advancing. Siegmann knew it too. The Nazi commander looked at the wall of unified men, realized he could not break their spirit, and slowly lowered his gun. He turned around and walked away without saying another word.

Because of that moment of defiance, two hundred Jewish-American soldiers survived the Holocaust. When the war ended, Edmonds returned to Tennessee, married his sweetheart, and raised a family. He never bragged about his actions, never looked for medals, and never even told his own children what he had done. To him, protecting his men was simply his duty.

Decades after his death in 1985, his son uncovered the truth by talking to the survivors. In 2015, Edmonds was officially recognized as Righteous Among the Nations, the highest honor Israel bestows upon non-Jews who risked their lives to save Jews during the Holocaust. He remains the only American soldier to ever receive this recognition.

True heroism does not look for applause, and love will always be louder than hatred.

By standing together in the snow, those soldiers proved that when we refuse to abandon each other, ordinary human beings can become absolutely invincible.

[conrad gerrard @ConradGerrard]

@narindertweets Hypocrite

[The English Remnant @Englishremnant]

An American Soldier in WWII:

"Those Brits are a strange old race. They show affection by abusing each other, will think nothing of casually stopping in the middle of a firefight for a 'brewup' and eat food that I wouldn't give to a dying dog. But fuck me, I would rather have one British squaddie on side than an entire battalion of Spetznaz! Why? Because the British are the only people in this world who when the chips are down and it seems like there is no hope left, instead of getting sentimental or hysterical, will strap on their pack, charge their rifle, light up a smoke, and calmly and wryly grin, 'Well, are we going then you wanker?" 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 🇬🇧

[conrad gerrard @ConradGerrard]

@housewelf You know why. You've simply posted this to try and get some likes and more follows

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@HarrietLamb_ I saw her on Question Time. I reckon her village are missing her and she needs to get back there.

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@HarrietLamb_ He should be concentrating on his studies

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@_DuxNet

[Scotty @scottyeders]

Second Act

Later that morning in Crepon, his company faced a German field gun and multiple MG42s. Hollis spotted the danger and engaged with a PIAT anti-tank weapon from a house at close range. When two of his men were pinned down, he dashed forward alone under heavy fire to draw enemy attention.

His diversion allowed the trapped men to escape. Hollis continued leading from the front all day — wherever the fighting was fiercest, he appeared, inspiring his men and preventing the advance from stalling. His actions saved many lives and helped secure key objectives.

For these feats of “utmost gallantry,” Hollis received the Victoria Cross — the highest award for bravery in the British and Commonwealth forces. The citation in the London Gazette highlighted how his courage and initiative prevented the enemy from holding up the Green Howards at critical moments.

Hollis survived the war (though wounded again later) and lived until 1972. He remained humble, often saying he was just doing his job.

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@thesecretbrief Well done to your daughter and well done you for raising a strong woman

[Dr Helen Fry | WWII Historian @DrHelenFry]

Did you know that the first women to land on the Normandy beachhead in June 1944 were nurses of Queen Alexandra’s Imperial Nursing Service?

Their task was to establish a field hospital for 600 wounded soldiers.

They succeeded.

Please remember these heroines who saved lives:

[The Iceman @the_iceman64]

90% of the soldiers on the first boats to hit the beach didn't live to see the end of the day. Look at those faces. Some of them never made it to 18.

Never forget that they paid the ultimate price for our freedom. We live our lives the way we do because of them.

[conrad gerrard @ConradGerrard]

@Shambles151 A jury is only there to determine guilt or innocence. The sentence is a matter for the Judge based on the sentencing guidelines.