🚨BREAKING: Attorney Mike Davis confirms that Zohran Mamdani can and must be denaturalized, since U.S. immigration law prohibits foreign communists from becoming American citizens.
“You can't get naturalized if you are a Communist.”
“That means you have committed fraud.”
🚨 OBAMA EXPOSED! President Trump posted this last night!
“This should shake every single American in their shoes. I hate to say this, but President Barack Obama, there is now incontrovertible evidence that he was the spearhead of a seditious conspiracy to subvert the will of the American people and overthrow the United States government back in 2016.
We must, absolutely must, hold every one of these criminals accountable for the crimes that they committed.
They are the most heinous crimes committed in American history.
James, James Comey, John Brennan, Clapper, Rice, Biden was in the meeting on July 28th in the Oval Office.
They briefed Barack Obama on Hillary Clinton's plan to, quote, tie Trump to Russia collusion lies. It consumed our national discourse for 5 years.
It undermined a sitting, duly elected president. It sabotaged administration. It framed a 3-star general.
It destroyed and ripped this country apart. We had a constitutional crisis, the likes of which I don't think any American can fully comprehend.
It is atrocious, and every single one of them must be held accountable.”
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🚨 NOW: Rep. Anna Paulina Luna says the FBI agent who admitted to running a "shadow government" likely committed SEDITION by withholding crucial foreign interference in elections info from President Trump
LUNA: "Is this not sedition?"
The Deep State knows who they are AND THEY BRAG ABOUT IT!
Bring on the prosecutions!
Complete bombshell that must result in consequences.
Prestin was 10. Zaiden was 5.
Prestin died on Friday. Yesterday, Zaiden joined his big brother.
“My whole life and heart is sitting in heaven today,” their mother wrote in a public Facebook post. She said she hopes her boys are together again, playing in heaven.
One week ago today, Prestin and Zaiden were riding in the back seat of their father’s vehicle when investigators say an alleged intoxicated driver, traveling nearly 100 mph, crashed into them near 114th and West Center Road.
The first officers to arrive did everything they could. They witnessed a family’s worst nightmare, and those moments stay with them long after the scene is cleared.
Our hearts are with Preston and Zaiden’s parents, their loved ones, and everyone grieving their loss.
If you’d like to help ease the family’s financial burden, we’ve posted the GoFundMe link in the comments. (Omaha Police Officers Association)
"My wife passed eight months ago. She left me a handwritten list of things she needed me to do after she was gone. Pay the insurance by the 15th. Call her sister on her birthday. Don't skip the doctor. And number 7 — 'Make sure Bruno gets a walk every single morning without exception. He will be the reason you get out of bed. I planned it that way. I love you. Don't argue with the list.'" I argued with the list for about three days. Then I stopped arguing. I have not missed a single morning since. Six months of mornings. Six months of 6:30am. Six months of Bruno waiting at the door with the specific patience of a dog who knows the list says morning and trusts that morning will happen because she said it would. Some mornings I get dressed on autopilot. Some mornings I don't remember deciding to get up. I just find myself at the door with my coat on and Bruno's leash in my hand. She knew. She knew me better than I knew myself and she wrote it down and she signed it don't argue with the list and she was right she was always right she was right about this the way she was right about everything. My son saw us this morning on his run. He called me after. He couldn't finish a sentence. Neither could I. So we just stayed on the phone for a while breathing in each other's ears the way you do when words are not the right size for what you are feeling. She put me on a leash, honestly. Bruno's leash. And I have never been more grateful to be exactly where I am supposed to be at exactly 6:30am on a February morning that I would not have gotten up for on my own. Number 7. She saved me with number 7. Drop a ❤️ for her. She planned everything. Right down to the morning walks. Right down to us.
My husband came home with a little girl I'd never seen before.
She couldn't have been older than six.
He opened the front door, held her hand, and said,
"Before you get upset, let me explain."
I just stared at them.
The little girl smiled at me like we already knew each other.
I asked the only question I could think of.
"Whose child is this?"
He said,
"I honestly don't know."
That wasn't the answer I was expecting.
He told me he'd found her sitting alone outside a grocery store.
She'd been there for nearly an hour.
No parent.
No phone.
No one claiming to know her.
He stayed with her while the store manager called the police.
Then the little girl grabbed his hand and refused to let go.
When the officers arrived...
...they asked if he'd be willing to bring her home for the night.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
A police officer followed him inside and explained.
They'd located a woman who claimed to be the girl's mother, but something didn't add up.
The child insisted she'd never seen the woman before.
Until they confirmed her identity, they couldn't release the girl.
Emergency foster placements were full that night, and because my husband had stayed with her for hours and she'd become comfortable with him, they asked whether we'd be willing to care for her temporarily.
It wasn't a decision I'd ever imagined making.
The officer said we could say no.
The little girl looked at me and quietly asked,
"Can I stay just until my grandma finds me?"
"Mr. Raymond, 78, lost his wife two months ago.
After the funeral, everything got too heavy medical bills, stairs, appointments. He couldn't keep their dog safe at home anymore and did the one thing he swore he'd never do: brought him to the shelter temporarily.
Yesterday, he came back in a wheelchair to visit. The dog came close, looking sad, then froze like he suddenly remembered where he was.
Mr. Raymond held out the old collar and whispered: "I missed you so much." The dog pushed his head forward, and Mr. Raymond broke down crying into his fur, like it was the only place that still felt like home.
On my way home, I saw a terrible accident—a motorcycle was hit from behind by a car, and the rider was thrown almost 25 feet into a ditch. Without thinking, I pulled over, called 911, and climbed down to be with him.
At first, he wasn’t moving. My heart dropped. But I held his hand and kept talking to him, asking his name (Joe), trying to keep him awake and focused. We talked about his wife and his motorcycle. He even joked, “Take some pictures—this will be a great story.”
A medical worker passing by stopped to help until the ambulance came. When I stepped back, a bystander said something that surprised me: “I’m shocked you did all that for him.” I looked confused, so she added, “This is the South… I’m just saying.”
But here’s the truth: I didn’t care what he looked like. I didn’t care how long I had to wait. He needed help, and that was all that mattered.
Kindness doesn’t have a face or color. It’s a choice.
Nelson Mandela once said, “If they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love.”
I believe that. I always will.
Yes, I STAND with Sophie Cunningham!
Libs are melting down because a strong woman is calling out anti-white racism. Enough with the selective outrage — equal rights means equal rights for EVERYONE.
Sophie’s not backing down, and neither am I.
Who’s with us? 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸
PRAYER WARRIORS! This is my brother’s new grandson. This little one needs our prayers. 🙏
“We have a new addition to the family this past Tuesday. His name is Dimitri and he weighed 8lbs 4 oz and 20 3/4” long. Please put him in your prayers. He was rushed to Children’s hospital today. His right aorta and aortic valve are not fully developed. I will keep you posted as I hear more.”