@Catscollecttcg If it is just your utilization rate, I wouldn't worry about it. That can make you go up or down 40 points a month. As long as your good on everything else, you'll be fine.
Need a white pill on immigration?
Immigration lawyers are now becoming demoralized at the latest deportation crackdowns and telling illegals they have “little chance in staying in Trump’s America”
“It’s become a deportation mill, and my clients have been placed on speeding rockets”
“Almost none of my clients have a winning case based on current law”
“I can’t tell them it’s going to be OK. I don’t want to lie: It’s never been this bad”
This is exactly what I voted for.
American women are realizing they’ve been lied to
This woman just sat and cried, and she’s in tears talking about how alone she is. She has no boyfriend, no husband, no kids
“I am so lonely and so sad. I was just sitting here crying about it — it’s hard to say out loud because it just reminds me of how real it is — I just sat here and ate dinner in complete silence. And the silence is absolutely, like, deafening.
And I just don't think people who have never experienced chronic loneliness understand how painful it is because it's just, like, so painful emotionally to just feel so alone and not have anybody to live your life with.”
This is the lie women were sold. They have their own place, a nice one and things and it means nothing. This woman sits and cries because she has no one to spend her life with
Women need a husband, babies and a family. Thats what they naturally biologically crave. Charlie Kirk would often make posts about this
“It’s just like, life just feels so meaningless when you don't have anybody to share it with.
And there will be so many people saying, like, "You find meaning in your life yourself," or, like, "You need to learn to be..." It's like, I'm sick of that bullsh*t — I'm just feeling lonely, and it f*cking sucks, and it hurts, and it is so painful, and I'm so sad”
This woman needs a relationship and a family. That’s what she’s missing. America is programming women against what they really need
6 AM - Call to action
If you have a colleague here on a visa who clearly cannot do their job, you can report it anonymously.
They are here on the promise that the employer could not find qualified Americans. Part of that qualification is the ability to communicate effectively and perform the work at the required level.
If that standard is not being met, the company’s bottom line, and the wage floor for everyone else, is at risk.This is not about nationality.
It is about competence.If someone cannot do the job they were sponsored for, they should not be in that role.
Report it safely and anonymously:
• USCIS tip form
https://t.co/r1mNp1Gxhl
• Department of Labor - Foreign Labor Certification
https://t.co/XGhIGurvc6
• DOL Wage and Hour Division
1-866-4-USWAGE
(1-866-487-9243)
I always understood why the Second Amendment was constitutionally protected.
What I never really understood was why people called it a natural right.
Then I moved from New York to Florida.
I didn’t own a gun yet.
One afternoon I was loading things into the trunk of my car outside a HomeGoods when a man approached me.
“Excuse me.”
He must have thought he’d startled me, because he immediately added, “Don’t worry. I’m not going to get close.”
I laughed.
“I’m a New Yorker. I’m used to close. How can I help you?”
He started telling me that he needed money for gas.
At some point while he was talking, I got into my car.
And sitting there, with the conversation still unfolding, I suddenly realized something:
He didn’t know whether I had a gun.
Not somewhere at home.
Not hypothetically.
For all he knew, I could have had one right there in the car, tucked under the steering wheel or within reach.
I didn’t.
But he couldn’t know that.
Schrödinger’s gun.
And in that instant, before I even knew whether his story was true, something changed in the space between us.
I thought about New York.
I thought about my friend who had been murdered in his own apartment during a burglary gone wrong.
Would those men have gone into his apartment if they had believed he might be armed?
I don’t know.
I thought about the time I was mugged at gunpoint, with a gun pressed against my temple.
Would that man have approached me with the same confidence if he had believed there was even a possibility that I could defend myself?
I don’t know that either.
But sitting there in that Florida parking lot, listening to this stranger talk, I suddenly understood deterrence in a way I never had before.
Not as military theory.
Not as constitutional law.
As something intimate.
My body. My life. The few feet between one person and another.
For years I had thought about guns primarily as objects: who had one, who shouldn’t have one, what laws should govern them.
Suddenly I understood the question from the other direction.
What changes when another person cannot simply assume that I am defenseless?
I felt taller.
Not because I had a gun.
I didn’t.
But because, for the first time, I understood that someone approaching me could not automatically assume that being physically stronger meant having power over me.
There was uncertainty.
There was a boundary around my body that had to be taken seriously.
Then his story began to fall apart.
I told him I didn’t have cash, but offered to help another way. I could put some gas in his car.
He took off.
So apparently, yes, it was a scam.
But by then I had already understood something much larger than the scam.
The phrase natural right finally made sense to me.
The Constitution had not given me ownership of my body.
It had not given me my life.
It had not invented my right to protect either one.
Those things came first.
What I understood that afternoon was the thing underneath them.
I had once been completely helpless while another human being held a gun against my temple.
Years later, without a gun in my possession at all, I understood what it meant for the person approaching me not to know whether I was helpless.
That uncertainty changed the space between us.
And that was the moment I finally understood the natural right behind the Second Amendment:
My life is mine, and
the right to defend it has to exist before anyone gives me permission to do so.
More and more people are starting to realize what I've been saying about women. They have lost their minds because they're not receiving the correct stimuli.
I am reminding you once again that the way to fix women is to reward them for good behavior and punish them for bad behavior. It's not very fucking complicated.
(social media rewards them for bad behavior)
Ladies, here's a simple explanation why men generally couldn't give a fuck about Lindsay Clancy.
40,000 of us are blowing our head's smoov off every year when we get really sad.
We just expect Lindsay to have done the same, rather than take it out on her kids.
We're certainly not going to feel sorry for her.