Teddy Roosevelt had it so right‼️‼️
In 1919, days before he died, Theodore Roosevelt wrote:
“If the immigrant who comes here in good faith becomes an American and assimilates himself to us, he shall be treated on an exact equality with everyone else… But this is predicated upon the person becoming in every facet an American, and nothing but an American.
There can be no divided allegiance here. Any man who says he is an American, but something else also, isn’t an American at all.
We have room for but one flag, the American flag…🇺🇸
We have room for but one language here, and that is the English language…
and we have room for but one sole loyalty and that is a loyalty to the American people.”
Equal rights. Undivided loyalty. That was the deal. 🔥🔥🔥
#American #TeddyRoosevelt #OneFlag #OneLanguage #OneLoyalty
“You see, down South, we don’t deal with all that tomfoolery that y’all are dealing with over there in New York City, California, Maine, Minnesota, or any of those woke states. We don’t deal with that.
You see, around these parts, yeah, around these parts, we believe in God, guns, and butter, and in that order.
God, and His name is Jesus Christ. Let’s not be confused.
Pretty much all of us concealed carry. There will be no “entering into every household in America.” That part. Catch it.
And we love to eat, so we put butter on everything. And I mean everything. That part.
And I did not mention it, but let me be very, very clear: God, guns, butter, but also, we are very, very commonsense and patriotic.
See, unlike Supreme Court Justice Ketanji Brown Jackson, we know what a woman is. That part.
And there will be American flags flying in everybody’s yard, okay? So, if you have a problem with that, you may not want to move down South.
Yes, the homes are cheaper, but they look just as good as those high-priced homes y’all are paying for up North and on the East and West Coasts. That part.
We’re comfortable classifying all the white boys in the Cajun Navy as our friends. That part.
You see, when the tornadoes and hurricanes happen, they come on through, and they don’t care what color the hand is that they’re helping. That part.
Our men are not emasculated. At least around these parts, they ain’t.
And chivalry sure enough ain’t dead.
And last but not least, we believe in keeping our babies around here, okay?
So, I lied to your oddball over there: You will not be entering into every household in America. And all that yelling and screaming in pro-lifers’ faces around these parts doesn’t work.
You feel me? Because we hit back. That part.
God bless. Welcome to the South.”
@ringostarrmusic How did I not know it was world Beatles day yesterday? Thank you @ringostarrmusic and @PaulMcCartney and John and George. I have been a fan for a long time. Your music is my life soundtrack for each season of life. Love you all.
@FoxNews Happy 84th birthday @PaulMcCartney ! A day late, you are a treasure and I’m so honored to have been walking this earth to witness your genius. Your music and the rest of the Beatles have brought me such joy. Thank you for that! I was thrilled to see you live 4 times.
OTD 19JUN1967 The #Beatles continued the recording of John’s song ‘All You Need Is Love’ at Studio Three, EMI Studios, Abbey Road, London. The recording of the song had originally began 5 days earlier at Olympic Sound Studios in Barnes, South London. #TheBeatles
These babies don’t know what the uniform really means yet.
They just see someone who protects people… and their little hearts already know how to say thank you.
Look at this photograph.
It’s 1968.
The man carrying this little boy on his shoulders is not his father.
His father has just left.
Left his mother.
Left their home.
Left for another life.
And the man who showed up — who drove 45 minutes across London just to check on a 5-year-old boy whose world had suddenly fallen apart — is holding him steady with both hands while the child laughs at the top of his lungs.
That drive would inspire the best-selling Beatles single of all time.
The boy’s name was Julian Lennon.
And he has never quite known how to feel about it.
Julian Charles John Lennon was born on April 8, 1963.
Four days earlier, The Beatles had released their first album.
His father, John Lennon, was becoming one of the most famous people on Earth.
From the beginning, music came first.
The touring.
The recording.
The chaos.
The fame.
Julian came after all of it.
Paul McCartney, however, had known Julian since he was a baby. He watched him grow up while the world around the Beatles became louder and stranger and harder to survive.
Then, in May 1968, John told Cynthia Lennon their marriage was over.
He had fallen in love with Yoko Ono.
Cynthia later said she came home from vacation and found Yoko already there.
Just like that, the family was broken apart.
Julian was five years old.
Paul McCartney decided to drive out to see Cynthia and Julian.
No cameras.
No publicity.
No grand gesture.
Just a friend showing up because a little boy was hurting.
And during that drive, Paul started humming.
“Hey Jules… don’t make it bad…”
Later, he changed “Jules” to “Jude.”
The song became “Hey Jude.”
Released in August 1968, it spent nine weeks at No. 1 in America, sold millions of copies, and became the biggest-selling Beatles single in history.
But for Julian Lennon, the song carried two truths at once.
To the world, it became comfort.
To him, it became memory.
A reminder that his father had walked away.
And that another man had stepped in long enough to help carry the weight.
Years later, Julian admitted he has a “love-hate relationship” with the song.
Because every stadium singalong…
Every radio replay…
Every well-meaning person saying “Your song!”…
Also brings him back to that moment when his childhood changed forever.
Yet even through all the complicated feelings, one thing never changed:
He never forgot that Paul showed up.
Not because he had to.
Not because it benefited him.
But because a child needed kindness.
Look at the photograph one more time.
A little boy laughing with his whole body.
A man holding him securely on his shoulders.
Two hands making sure he doesn’t fall.
Julian doesn’t know yet about the divorce.
About the fame.
About the legal battles.
About inheritance disputes.
About the strange burden of having your pain turned into one of the most famous songs ever written.
Right now, he only knows one thing:
Someone came.
And sometimes, for a child, that is everything.